Pea-Souper, it is such a wonderful,
phrase,
To describe a fog that somehow conveys,
A frisson of fear, of impending doom,
Of cold and damp, of Victorian gloom.
The air is chill and full of vapour,
You look at objects as if through tracing paper.
It’s like donning a thick, wooly winter glove,
The landscape feels like it’s slipped with a subtle shove,
It’s as if the world is at one remove,
And it’s silent and dead and needs to prove
That there is life underneath that gossamer smoke,
That objects will emerge from under that cloak.
That the sun needs to burst through the dulling haze,
And tarnish the world with a colourful glaze.

From here I can see the longer view,
The trees, the hills, the green, the blue.
A palpable peace fills my heart, my soul,
Makes me humble, makes me whole.

I really fancy some crusty white bread,
With lashings of butter, thickly spread,
Then a good smear of Marmite is first rate,
You may not like it – is it love or hate?
Oh, just the thought of it goes to my head!

We raised you like us, chimpanzees,
And explained how to swing from the trees,
But what nomenclature,
Nurture or nature,
Taught you to shave, if you please?

This excellent cartoon (ascribed) was first published in The New Yorker.

I’ve discovered the art of the tweet!
It can be acerbic or funny or sweet.
Give others wit they can swallow,
So they’ll love you and follow,
Then your life will be semi- complete!

Getting to grips with my social media,
Is like learning A-Z in an encyclopaedia,,
Do I post, do I share?
Whisper or DECLARE?
I just need to know what is Expedia!

E = M x C squared,
Is an equation that’s often aired,
Energy’s coffee plus milk,
And a texture like silk,
One cup and I tell you, I’m snared!

I had some nice, juicy apples to eat,
When I ran out of a supply of fresh meat,
But someone went and froze,
Every darned one of those,
And now I’m slumped here in defeat.

I cannot decide what to wear!
Each outfit’s so hard to compare!
Dress, trousers or skirt?
Laid-back? Extrovert?
…it just has to cover my large derrière!

A young lady was taken to court,
By someone fleecing her for care and support.
The judge had to agree,
So she paid quarter the fee,
And was considered a jolly good sport!