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Footprints cross snow covered grass
Our cat will creep and drop its arse.
From which a giant turd descends
6 inches long before it bends.
Scratch, scratch to cover up
Nowhere near this pile of crap
Sniff, sniff wander round
Walk away this smelly mound
Cats they are a unique breed
Warm and cosy what they need.
Curled up in a special place
Snoring softly in their space.
Night time sitting, look on guard
Watching others in the yard.
Meow, meow, meow they scream
Wake us up from pleasant dream.
Climb on bed in early morn
Push and shove to make us yawn.
Feed me, feed me, give me food
Feed me now I’m in the mood
Stomach full and washing done
Lift up leg, start licking bum
Then curl up in their favourite chair
Lay down and sleep without a care.
They plod and pose and look serene
With love and comfort rarely seen.
For all their faults they make amends
And in return they are our friends.
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The Lost Teddy Bears.
What adventures will today
Our Teddy Bears complete
When they all go out to play
At the park just down the street.
Lisa has a picnic made
With cakes and bread and cheese
Water, Coke and Lemonade
And lollies that they freeze.
They make camp near a roundabout
On mats they carried down
As taught them by a boy scout
they’d met one day in town.
Off to find the magic cave
Our Freddy took the lead
They needed to be very brave
And they were indeed
They went into the diamond room
And tried to fill their boots
But feeling round now in the gloom
Got tangled in some roots
Rupert sent out for some help
Got lost along the way
But then he heard a guard dog yelp
And sturdy policeman say
“We need to make a thorough search
5 Bears they have been lost”
We’ve looked about down by the church
Our paths they may have crossed.
Rupert shouted “Here we are”
At the entrance to the hole.
“We’re not in here so very far
Thank goodness your patrol”
With practiced ease our policeman found
The little bears now frightened
Perhaps if not been for his hound
Their cries would not be quietened.
At last now eating in their camp
And feeling quiet dejected
Eyes still crying, sore and damp
Some safety rules neglected.
If you’re planning to go out
Then always tell someone
This is to remove the doubt
Of where the search begun.
John Healey
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A Holiday in Spain
Endless blue, no cloud in sight
Golden sands, with Gulls in flight.
Rolling waves and boiling surf
Pleasures of this spinning Earth.
Sparrows drink from sprinkler head
Fledglings squawking in their bed.
Never ending task of feeding
New young birds continue breeding.
Palm trees sway in gentle breezes
Ice cream in cold boxes freezes.
Fanta, Cola, tea and Whiskey
Couples with bare skin get frisky.
Buildings white and buildings dark
Rise starkly next to wooded park.
Beaches host some joyful screaming
Sun beds, loungers, owners dreaming.
Promenade sees couples walking
Local traders, constant stalking.
Along the way pass cafe and bars
Resting place, no sign of cars.
Hotel works like toasting fan
Go in pale, come out with tan.
Food and beer is always there
Drink too much and risk a dare.
Swimming pool so cool, refreshing
Children, shallow end are splashing.
Lazy River round the edge
Take deep breath and dive from ledge.
Time has come to wind our way
Luton, Heathrow, Gatwick say.
New friends farewell and sad goodbye
To home, our pets, our work we fly.
John Healey
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Teddy Bears on holiday.
The Teddy Bears marched one and all
Smartly through the Hotel Hall.
With Ted in front Freddy last
They raised a smile from all they passed.
“Look lively now” was Lionel’s cry
And moving quicker they did try.
Rupert shouted “Feet are sore”
Lisa told him “Not much more”
Out to the sunshine 5 did go
So smart they looked it made a show.
Upon the bellowed “Stop” command
They all stood still held hand in hand.
So Lionel “What’s to do for fun
Whilst we have this warming sun”
“A water game might suit the bill
With buckets, foam and slopping hill.”
An hour spent with plastic sheeting
Pegs and rope and planning meeting.
A slide was made both smooth and turning
Liquid need, stop the burning.
Water down, poured from the top
All stepped on, no chance to stop.
A pile was made with 5 bears twisted
With screams and giggles, bottoms blistered.
Freddy first to wiggle free
Then Rupert wrapped round Lionel’s knee.
Lisa, Ted were both upended
Knickers shown, no one offended.
That day they all had such a game
To stop and tidy, such a shame.
But memories, once made like this
We keep forever, simply bliss.
J D Healey
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Teddy Bears in Space
Enlisted in the flying school
To join the Space Brigade
They’ve all been trying very hard
To try and make the grade.
Up an coming Space Cadets
The Teddy Bears are training
How to fly a Rocket Ship
The switches need explaining
They put them on a roundabout
And spin them round at speed
Ted and Rupert both threw up
A clean up was agreed.
Next they put them in a pond
And turned them upside down
Lionel lost his facemask
He thought that he might drown.
Out they came, and off they went
To learn bout navigation
Where the stars are in sky
Important information!!
A special plane then took them up
From very high it dived
Had them floating in the air
Surprised they all survived.
1st time on a Rocket Ship
They didn’t know was ready
Someone pressed the blast off button
They all looked round at Freddy.
At first there wasn’t much that happened
But with countdown soon complete
All fell down now with a thud
Pressure pushed them in their seat.
Up and up their Rocket went
Through clouds and atmosphere
Floating in Space suits
Faces full of fear.
Many miles out past the moon
And on their way to Mars
The only thing to see from window
Was blackness moons and Stars.
All the fuel was now used up
The spaceship floated on
Five Teddy Bears all frightened
A way home route was gone.
Lionel turned the radio on
Remembered from his training
That if he used correct wave length
Could be some help obtaining.
The speaker crackled into life
With distant voice from far
A plan was been calculated
At first might seem bizarre.
In the cupboard near the front
Were Fifteen tins of beans
Feed them all to Freddy
Along with plates of greens.
Don’t let him do a single fart
Although it may seem cruel
With any luck there’s half a chance
You can use his gas as fuel.
Connected up with wires and pipes
Our Freddy was aghast
Then at a special time prepared
Fred gave a mighty blast.
His fart came out, went down a tube
And into Rocket engine
Filled the tanks to overflow
Then Rupert pressed Ignition.
The motor roared back into life
With sparks and bangs and smoke
It set them on their way back home
This really was no joke.
They landed at the Space Centre
On a path that they had mapped
And when they left the capsule
Then everybody clapped.
They thought that they might be in trouble
For their un-expected trip
But then they all got medals
And a 1st class scholarship.
J D Healey
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The Teddy Bears they did
The Teddy Bears went out today
With Freddie’s turn to have his say
About what games they all could play
The Teddy Bears they did
Lisa, Lionel, Rupert, Ted
All got up and made their bed
With no complaints and nothing said
The Teddy Bears they did
And so when all the chores were done
They went out into shining sun
With Freddy organise the fun
The Teddy Bears they did
Amongst the trees and up the hill
They ran around with measured skill
To find a secret place until
The Teddy Bears they hid
Lisa went down in a hole
Lionel tried behind a pole
Rupert underneath a bowl
The Teddy Bears they hid
Now Ted he made a tiny sound
Whilst down behind a little mound
Freddy searching Ted now found
The Teddy Bears they hid
All bears found no need to fret
Weather turns, with storm a threat
Hurry up the hill is wet
The Teddy Bears they slid
Now running back in pouring rain
Through the woods and down the lane
Muddy shorts they must explain
The Teddy Bears they slid
And now along the garden path
All stripped off and in the bath
Today they all had such a laugh
The Teddy Bears they did.
John Healey
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The Teddy Bears got up today
All washed and brushed their hair.
They sat around to eat some food
With all their thoughts elsewhere.
A special day ahead was planned
Involving Lionel’s car.
With hats and coats and picnic made
and Freddie’s new guitar.
They set off on the motorway
At a quarter past eleven.
Cruising in the middle lane
Just near the River Seven.
The weathers good the sun did shine
There were no clouds in sight.
They parked up in a farmer’s field
And set camp for the night.
Sitting near a blazing fire
With sausages on prongs.
Freddy tried to play along
While Lisa sang some songs.
At evening time the moon came up
A mist softly descended.
Ghost stories that were being told
More scary than intended.
In amongst the twisted trees
Soft breeze was gently blowing.
A light was seen by all around
Floating-moving-glowing.
They wished they hadn’t started this
The bears were getting scared.
Rupert hiding in his tent
None of them prepared.
What happened next we can’t be sure
A cold wind whistled through.
The fire went out, the tent collapsed
A Ghost came into view.
“Hello you lots let have some fun”
The apparition said.
It whooshed and swooped and dived and slid
And landed on its head
“We’ve never met a Ghost before”
Our Ted was bravely speaking.
All the others in their beds
With only Lisa peeking.
“It’s been very nice to meet you
Ted was now explaining
“Best you go back to your space”
And leave whilst night remaining.
When Ted was back within his tent
The other bears were cheering
They knew that when they went to sleep
No Ghost would use their clearing.
They got up in the early morn
And quickly cleared away.
Back in the car to take them home
New adventures everyday.
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Teddy Bears Boat Trip
The bears today have gone online
To check their Bank Account
It seems that now the book has sold
They have a large amount.
Deciding what to spend it on
A very anguished choice.
A car-a house-a plane- a ship
Decision made—Rejoice.
Off to the boatyard 5 did go
With bucket loads of cash.
To buy the biggest Yacht they could
And boots with which to splash.
Now Ted’s appointed captain
The leader of the pack.
Lisa does the cooking
And rustles up a snack.
They set sail with the rising tide
A steady wind was blowing.
South South West by North North East
Who knows which way there’re going.
Lionel gets a chart out
And tries to plot a course.
Be careful now the weather turns
As wind increases force.
Sou’westers worn, lifejackets on
They battle with the waves.
Batten down and shorten sail
Let’s hope this Yacht behaves.
Rupert says he’s feeling sick
And throws up over rail.
Goes below, down to his bunk
Feeling very frail.
Freddy hangs on for dear life
And heaves hard on the wheel.
The yacht now turns and comes about
Conditions change, ideal.
Out with rods and hats and shades
Cruise back towards the beach,.
Catch some fish which Lisa cooks
And have a portion each.
Tied up on a shallow mooring
They all go for a swim.
Rupert feeling better now
On water ski’s does skim.
A splendid day they all did have
With money well invested.
Go out again on Tuesday week
Was what they all suggested.
J D Healey
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New Years Eve it’s party time
Sup the beer and drink the wine
Special meal with new made friends
Comedian, sometimes offends.
Food and dancing all the way
To give old year it’s last hooray
Music singing from the show
Songs and jokes and laughter flow
Countdown starts with 10 to go
Poppers an balloons to throw
At last the final seconds boom
Bells and chimes to fill the room
Hugs and kisses, Chinks and cheers
Shaking hands, smiles and tears
Special thoughts for old friends passed
Resolutions never last.
Confetti, streamers piled in heaps
Stay up late, eat Tats and Neaps
Champagne flows, fizz and bubbles
Drink too much- have some troubles.
In the morning a different story
Headache-nausea feeling poorly
Take some pills and close your eyes
Promises to be more wise
Last day today with sad farewell
Next Year to meet again we tell
Drive Safe –good trip to all we wish
Memories that last just bliss.
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