November your far too early,
I’m not ready for you to call.
I’ve not sorted out my sweaters yet,
I didn’t need them in the fall.
November your not welcome,
you bring December nearer,
And all the expense of Christmas,
which is always a little dearer.
So November please just go away,
send back your friend October.
I think he’s rather special,
I wish he would stay over.
lizalizaskysaregreyΒ©2016
I love this! It sounds just like something Spike Milligan would have written – specially the last line – and that’s the highest praise I can give to humorous verse π
Today I saw a little worm,
Wriggling on his belly,
Perhaps heβd like to come inside,
And see whatβs on the telly.
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Ha ha thank you, much appreciated π Thanks for the little verse too π
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It’s from Spike Milligan.
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How kind of him π thanks though I hadn’t realised ππ
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Oh! I mean it’s his poem – he died 14 years ago. His gravestone says “I told you I was ill” in Gaelic. Years before his death he’d joked that he wanted those words written on his gravestone. His wish was granted.
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I know, I love the epitaph ‘I told you I was ill’ too, sorry it was my silly humour π
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I’m so slow…
These days I tend to assume most English-speaking bloggers I come into contact with are American, but you must be British – Spike isn’t well known (or understood) in the wider world.
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Yes I’m British with a ‘sense of the ridiculous’ about me π I like Spike, I grew up with him π
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I should have known. You have an English aura about you, and you use English spelling.
Spike’s work should be studied in schools. Laughter should be on the curriculum π
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Absolutely, laughter is essential in life and where better to start than school π It’s not everyone that gets the English SOH, I’m pleased you do π
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I was spoon fed freshly prepared humour as a baby – and we only consumed British produce in those days before the started importing all that foreign stuff via the TV, but mum and dad were careful not to give us too much of it – they were very comedy-conscious π
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Sounds like they did right by you spoon feeding you good comedy π there’s not much a good belly laugh won’t cure : )
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Stomach ache – it doesn’t cure that – in fact it can be the cause, on a good day… π
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I’m wishing you lots of laughs and happiness, just read your latest post, incredibly moving xx
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Thank you Liza. Laughter always helps. Wouldn’t it be lovely if it really was a cure for all ills? I’d strap Laura and Paul (my son) to the sofa, and force them to watch Monty Python, Black Books, Black Adder et al for a fortnight…
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at the very least π
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Come to that you can strap me to the sofa and force me to watch all of that comedy π
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Don’t think we’ll need the straps : )
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Good point. I hadn’t thought of that – but the straps would give us an excuse for not doing the housework π
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πππ Nice…… nice
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Thank you, just a bit of fun after looking for those sweaters π
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πππ loved this one…
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Thank you π
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Welcomeπ
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pleasent i can taste it tasty poem
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Thank you π
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Thank you for this poem. I hope you manage your sweaters
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Thank you π
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hahahaha I LOVED this! woot woot Awesome! π
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