Short Pensioners Poems

We’ll tell the naysayers to go take a hike -
we're kids at heart and having so much fun!
I’m sitting on the handlebars in the blazing sun
whilst hubby's freewheeling our old pedal bike.
So what if we're pensioners with graying hair
we're both on the cycle, we don't have a care -
we'll tell the naysayers to go take a hike!

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Willows wheeze while traders weep
A head for softer shoulders grasped
Spread another bid too deep
On margin calling crumpled dreams collapsed

Umbrellas saved the follicles
While frozen feet alarmed by sudden cold
Observe the blaze advanced to diabolical
All paper perished, all future visions sold

Jackals trace the wall of worry
Dining on the furtive few
Until at last the feast of falling flurry
All pensioners resolve eschewed...

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Games not straight


Toffs on horses still killing foxes.
Boris parties while we put nans in boxes.          Chancellor won’t pay his rate.
I tell you now, the games not straight .

Palace pays millions to get rid.
Mum shops at food bank  to feed her kid.
This aint the thirties,check the date.
I tell you now the games not straight.

Multi Nationals won’t pay their fees.
Old age pensioners sit and freeze.
Patients on trolleys told to wait.
I tell you now the games not straight...

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Hunger and roses

I have not spoken of Brexit find it trivial 
False pride and old people thinking of was time
When they said, saved the world single handily
The arrogance of superiority is unavoidable.

The pampa is full of horses on yellow/green grass
If I were a horse, I would miss the forest.

Rowes of people wait outside a foodbank often
Overtired nurses who can’t feed their families
Skeleton looking pensioners hope for corn flakes
The experimental economy benefits the rich....

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