Girls Night Out
Just to get away from the pressures of the day
Being able to cry, and vent
our problems away
Talking about things that's only understood by each other
Every talk we have takes the friendship a little further
We can always be ourselves because we know each other well
We relate our deepest secrets because neither of us will tell
Music moments are the best because we share the same song
Finding solutions to each problem as we help each other along
When it comes to eating out or going shopping we never go dutch
If one is broke the other pays to show we love each other that much
Through thick and thin, broke and paid or when we have enough
We always cherish these moments especially when the times get tough
There is a loo in south Baku
Where local dogs wait in a queue
They all go Dutch
Yet drink too much
They can’t resist a homemade brew.
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Midge the Mouse could tell that her date was not into her
He was busy slurping down all the butter off their popcorn
She wondered why did he invite me, the sneaky little cur.
Because my Uncle Zeke is the owner of Movie Galaxy in Big Horn?
They got a discount on the popcorn, he only had to pay half.
Then he decided to go Dutch, which to Midge was a big surprise.
He stopped to get a famous movie mouse’s autograph.
Then asked for her phone number in front of Midge’s eyes.
dah-DUM, dah-DUM, dah-DUM, dah-DUM,
If they had sung a real good song,
Would not have joined and sung along,
If my friend had not drank so much,
Would not had paid, instead go dutch,
If they had kept their leftist view,
Would not have made a snippy spew,
If they had simple clear cut rules,
Would not have made so much ado.
If my in-laws weren't such a bore,
Would not have stayed to hear some more,
Stay I did lured by the sirens,
Drove home in a car of silence.
Date: 06/03/2019
Trump A Lousy President
Without our consent,
Have a lousy president;
So much money spent.
Had been intending,
Economy descending;
Him apprehending.
Need another crutch
We lived and have learned so much;
When dating go Dutch.
Jim Horn
A grove of trees, a witching wood, can almost hide day's light
And it's for sure, if you're alone, man's influence seems slight!
Unless the negative is true, for men choose not to touch
This primal space you now enjoy, where man and God 'go dutch.'
A forest grove's a sacred place, world swallowed by a whale;
Suggests that Bible's story's right, and not some dreamer's tale!
A space we share with ancestors, absorb this if you can,
God's providence, the world we share, is all God's gift to man!
The dinosaurs preceded us and like us trashed the earth,
Their poop too almost ankle deep (a metaphor of mirth!)
Pollution might have killed them but an asteroid came first,
(Part of God's plan, but not so smart) . Will our fate be so cursed?
Did dinosaurs look at the stars and ever think of God?
That man's first in the universe to dream this dream seems odd,
For 'thought' is not just afterthought, if men will only try,
And science one more gift of God, let heaven be blue sky!
Brian Johnston
10th of June 2018
Oh why so devastated in such a state
what to wear, to say, on my first date
should I be early, oh must not be late
will she think I’m totally useless or great
perhaps take flowers, single rose or bouquet?
take her for a meal, go dutch or should I pay?
we are meeting in town, near the railway
must not mention marriage or Valentine’s Day,
I ticked every box, well groomed dressed to kill,
standing outside saw her walking down the hill
quickly checked and popped in a fresh breath pill
greeted her, hello Jenifer, whoops her names Jill,
tried to apologise but started to shake and stutter
then stepped back fell landed in the gutter
she looked at me said I think you need a cuppa
ended up in a cafe, a fry up with bread and butter.
Villanelle: How much is how near enough and yet not much
How much is how near enough and yet not much
The measure of the cup is what the hand grabs
Must the common man pay the price or all go Dutch
Some take more than what is their share in one clutch
Most really take what comes trickling down for grabs
How much is how near enough and yet not much
Many such grow up never knowing what is much
Nor how the rich few make an art out of nabs
Must the common man pay the price or all go Dutch
Most make up the legions who for others march
Those who run the State run it for magnate flabs
How much is how near enough and yet not much
Big fish eat shoals of small fish all in one munch
And the bigger they get all the smaller nags
Must the common man pay the price or all go Dutch
Yet everyone wants to dangle from the high hatch
E’en when there’s nothing much the Nation brags
How much is how near enough and yet not much
Must the common man pay the price or all go Dutch
(C) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2018
I need no contest to write a poem.
The soul of my heart is where I call home.
I just look inside this very minute.
And then I know that I can win it.
It's not that contests are not a good thing.
But competition and rules never make my heart sing.
I know a girl who writes everyday.
Inspired by contests, she has lots to say.
I love this involvement with rythem and rhyme.
My only complaint is, I've not enough time.
But if you've inspired me, thank you so much.
It's kind of like dating and having to go dutch.
Sweet Mary Jane
She's always there for me through thick and thin,
Even though she knows, she'll just get burnt in the end,
We've had this affair for quite some time,
She'll always be my partner in crime,
I don't mind that because of her, I'm often broke,
And it feels so right when she makes me choke,
Her beautiful red hairs, I adore so much,
My sweet girl, will indeed go Dutch,
She never complains when she's cleaned and picked,
I can't get enough of her, for her I am an addict,
Before we met, I never understood all the hype,
But now, I can't go too long without her in my pipe,
I'm not afraid to admit, I will never let my baby go,
She'll be, until the end of me, my best Ho.