Every Now and Then

So far in this house there’s been houseflies,
After the crows who came in and died.
That’s a long story and there have been mice;
There were some frogs, outside, yes thrice.
Spiders, we are, intimately attached
Starlings in the stove, flew out unscratched.
There’s been a toad in the hall,
A blue tit in the loft.
We know a few hares,
They know us not.

The Raconteurs,
Thank you sirs.

Simmering,
Big Huge Thoughts…
Will Boil Down,
To Sauce.

George Hamilton is telepathic,
No, it’s just the sound out of sync.
He shouts ‘goal’ before a kick at it,
Blame the producers, methinks!

In Canada (I told you) I am not kidding,
Five real feet, now, is the bidding.
The Mounties, they better, get getting
Their man, is footloose, and still giving.

The economists are delighted,
Finally! I think they’re right Ted.
Will obsession with possessions,
Be lessened in recession?

No need to get too frightened,
As your pockets get lightened.
Impressive second guessing,
Is the lesson in this session.

I’ve heard of it raining buckets
There’s cats and dogs, and lots more.
Sister-in-law, the biscuit, took it,
With her tarantula downpour!

These Bright Evenings
They Brings,
Mighty Good
Feelings.

Swallows and Housemartins,
See them fly!
But the mighty Swift,
He splits the sky!

Not a monsoon or,
Even a resemblance.
Blame the full moon for
June’s independence.

Avoiding those you don’t want to face,
Can be really hard work at times.
But keeping in touch with really good mates,
Can justify committing small crimes.

One group of death, four alight!
Are you enjoying it as much as I is?
This tournament’s a cracker alright,
Or maybe it’s my lack of bias?

A few men climbed atop the toll plaza,
Unfolded a banner, and protested
About the treatment given to fathers,
Of course, they were promptly arrested.
I spent this afternoon with my kids,
A spin in the car, and then dinner.
But then, I don’t have to say “Bye kids…”,
Scales of justice in Ireland? Men thinner.

The Irish plebs have spoken,
We have made our choice.
And now that we’ve chosen,
Will others hear our voice?
Is it contempt or ineptitude,
To have no contingency plans?
If this is the future attitude,
We’ll keep our sovereignty, thanks.
Do they listen to the people,
Or go ahead with the treaty?
Does an EU democracy,
Mean the people have got to agree?

After all the bluffing and barging,
It could go either way.
If it’s no by a small margin,
We’ll vote another day.

This is weather with no equal,
So many days in sunny sequel.