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The Last Tango
I’ll take my chances by the crater’s edge
And hold my partner to the windswept ledge
Our heads thrown back as we await the crash
Of pumice stone and hot volcanic ash
With molten lava there is just one chance
To swoon and tango in one last romance
So take me in your arms and squeeze me tight
Erupting embers make the earth ignite
He holds her waist she grips his wri...
Tuesday 7th May 2024 5:54 pm
Once upon a time in a vest
There’s a shoot-out on the bowling green
The pianola’s full of holes
The Man with No Name’s
Got a Zimmer frame
And a tray of sausage rolls
He’s a High Plains drifter
Not from round here
The strong and silent type
Got a dance partner, can’t lift her
They practice moves on Skype
At the monthly hoedown
At the nursing home
He wears a felt ten-gallon hat
It’s ...
Wednesday 22nd November 2023 6:19 pm
DIY Man
There’s a Viking Warrior around the back
With a multi-tool and a Power Pack
Keeps nuts and bolts in a padlocked sack
He’s a DIY Man, he’s building a shack
With his manic ScrewFix lust
He’ll transform that hedge into dust
It makes no odds, he’s not fussed
He’s a DIY Man, born to rust
He wears a John Deere branded shirt
Recharges himself when he feels inert
Wa...
Tuesday 24th October 2023 11:03 pm
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