Cliches Away

Three sheets in the wind And rubbed the wrong way By a fair weather friend You must seize the day Let your hair down And lay down the law Be the talk of the town With your last hurrah With all your high hopes Few and far in between Up against the ropes Taking one for the team Play your cards right No guts no glory Still High as a kite The same old story

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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 10/16/2017 6:38:00 AM

Lol awesome :) xomo!

Pat Adams
Date: 10/16/2017 4:11:00 PM

Glad you liked it Mo and xo as well!! May you be fit as a fiddle and happy as a clam!!!..................I think I might have it down...Pat...80).....

Jan Allison

Date: 10/15/2017 6:44:00 PM

you had an ace up your sleeve when you thought of this but I guess its all just in a day's work lol:-) great fun poem Pat:-) hugs Jan xx

Pat Adams
Date: 10/16/2017 4:08:00 PM

Ha Ha!! Good ones! As always your smart as a whip and the salt of the earth........xx..........Pat

Cheryl Hoffman

Date: 10/15/2017 6:35:00 PM

Clever cliches away poem Pat!~Che :)

Pat Adams
Date: 10/16/2017 4:07:00 PM

Thank you Cheryl. Personally I thought it was kind of run of mill!.....;0)..........Patrick