More nonsense for my Mate bishu.
(I hope this does not harm your most excellent knowledge of English. Bern)
Were you the one that sent me that awful letter?
I was you know awaiting something much better.
Like perhaps a dozen or more big fresh eggs,
Those in my fridge have developed four legs.
What can I do with your not so good news?
Why I cannot even use it to freshen my midday stews.
There it lies on my freshly scrubbed kitchen table, Next to the Dandelions from sweet Aunt Mabel.
These she sent with the expensive express post,
I admit dandelions are what I really dislike the most.
Letters coming from you and dandelions from Aunt Mabel,
All beginning to clutter up my freshly scrubbed kitchen Table.
I begin to wonder if this will spoil my midday stew, Not very nice from sweet Aunt Mabel and You.
In future no letter and no dandelions to spoil my stew would be nice.
Instead I could eat from the shop some sweet chocolate ice.
Would you like some fresh eggs each with four legs?
For sweet Aunt Mabel well she can have my freshly scrubbed Table.
Good Hot Sweaty Afternoon from Indimate
Here's a letter you may like
Don your boots let's go hike
Through the cool fragrant glen
Though this land is foreign
It's lovely after the rain
Aunt Mabel's dandelions
And four legged stale eggs
May words flow swift
Before the cliff-end arrives
Hard to say if anyone survives
But walk we must
through murk and city dust
But in our minds the sweet
fragrance of the fresh leafy
forest of primordial earth
send me a Rupees worth
I'll fly with new-found four legs
No I need only two and no eggs
©bishu
Nonsense.
Well done my learned friend so quick to produce such good nonsense. I would have liked going to your schools.
I am sure that I could have produced much better nonsense. We should start a nonsense club for all that are intersted. I would love to see what rubbish floods postpoems. Org A happy first of May to you friend bishu and your lovely family from your would be nonsensical friend and his beloved Martha. Bern.