The Proposal(to the tune of "Bicycle made for two)
THE PROPOSAL
Downtown Jo-burg, in a small café,
Joe's proposing, he doesn't know what to say.
He stutters and then he stammers,
his heart is beating hammers.
At last his tongue becomes undone,
He says "Please will you wed me, May?"
May's ecstatic, she's clapping her hands with joy.
She can't believe it, married to Joe Malloy!
They're hugging and then they're ki...
Monday 29th August 2016 2:37 pm
The Little folk
At the end of the garden,by the big old oak
Hidden away from inquisitve eyes,
Is a dwelling place for the little folk
usually mistaken for butterflies!
The flowers grow higher, the grass much more sweet,
a soft green carpet under your feet.
It's easy to miss them, not clearly in sight,
the time they enjoy most, is quite late at night!
You see, they are cautious, and da...
Friday 8th April 2016 1:40 pm
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