STEVE...........

My friend, Steve, yesterday, he died
I'm sad, when I was told, I cried
Not for him, though, as he is free
No more living with his MND

I'm sad, though, for his family
His children and his wife, Julie
I'll definitely miss his joking ways
Though he didn't load me with praise

He called me, a 'battleaxe', one time
It was hilarious, worth a mention in this rhyme
Steve told jokes which were quite rude
The punch lines could be incredibly crude

But, somehow you just didn't care
Steve made you laugh when he was there
With his 'eyegazer' humour and quick wit
He could join in the fun and 'do his bit'

We'll miss you Steve, of that I'm sure
Your delayed responses we'll hear no more
Hopefully, now, you are at rest
Just want you to know, you were the best

God Bless. xx

Pauline’s “Putting it into Perspective” Ditty!

If you’re feeling fed up,

And you think life’s “shitty”;

Just look upon my blog

And read this little ditty.

“Think about the life you lead,

There are joys a plenty.

Remember, that your glass is always

Half full, not half empty”!

TOP CAT, HARRY!

Harry, the cat
Lays on the mat
He's always in the way
He sits on my lap
When I'm taking a crap
When I say,"Go", he stays

He's quite a clingy boy
Sometimes plays with a toy
But, most of the time he wails
He gets under my wheels
Doing 'head-over-heels'
I'm careful I don't hurt his tail

He's a strange Burmese thing
I treat him like a king
I indulge and spoil him quite badly
Harry's a fussy cat
I'll admit to that
He eats only cat biscuits, sadly

I love Harry, my cat
Who's as daft as a bat
To have him in my life is a pleasure
Though sometimes he's bad
I talk to him, am I mad?
He keeps me company but at his leisure

Harry, my pet
Is an animal, yet
He seems to know where he's at
He'll hang on with his claws
Or hit me with his paws
To make sure  I know he's TOP CAT!!

LET'S FACE IT, LIFE'S A B***H WHEN YOU HAVE MND!

I've just had a birthday and,now, I am old
I still look quite young, or so I've been told
Though, I move around like someone half dead
I'd much prefer to be lithe and mobile, instead
But, hey, I'm still alive and should be grateful
Shouldn't moan a lot and be quite hateful
Yet, I admit  I'm as bitter as can be
And wonder, each day, 'Why should it be me"?
I'm someone  who was always 'clean living'
A person, always very  loving and giving
I paid my taxes, and was very healthy
Was fit and slim, though, not exceedingly wealthy
Thinking about what I once was drives me crazy
I am annoyed about the obese and the lazy
Those people who, simply, don't give a damn
However badly they live, they won't be like I am
Life just  isn't fair, of that I am sure
Doesn't matter how I live, there is no cure
I'm destined for paralysis, with my brain still intact
Though still thinking and speaking, unable to act
I wake up some mornings and 'hate everyone'
It isn't very nice, but, when all's said and done
You wouldn't wish this on your worst enemy
The life that I live with my MND!


Half an hour later I read this on another blog:

"To hold on to hate and resentments is to throw a monkey wrench into the machinery of life."  E. Stanley Jones

Lovely 'psychobabble'. Great when you are analysing someone; however, difficult to follow when the shit happens to you!

ON THE OCHE!

It's another sunny day and we should be feeling great
Looking forward to the summer, bet that you can't wait
But there on the horizon is a nasty big black cloud
The one that all sports fans fear, it's like a mourning shroud
We're out of World Cup Cricket,Andy Murray's playing s***e
We can't really rely on rugby or football to make it right
Our cyclist in the World Champs aren't performing as they should
What sport is left to make us fans, once again, feel good?
We can rely on one man, though, he plays an obscure sport
Many would say that the definition of this game falls short
But in these quite lean times when winning is thin on the ground
We have to take what we can and his performances are sound
His name? Phil 'The Power' Taylor, he's a legend in his time
He's definitely worth a mention in this little rhyme
Try watching darts on tele, you'll find that it is fun
Their skill with those three arrows will thrill most anyone
I'll always be a fan, no matter what they say
Maybe it will be recognised as a real sport, one day
Till then, I'm not ashamed to admit that I do relish
Watching podgy darts players perform a 'nine dart finish'!

ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHHHHHHHHTIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My breathing is, apparently, bad
There's CO2 in my blood, that is sad
The doctor says it's not good
Now that it's understood
I have to see a chest doctor by Gad!

I may have to have NIV
What a real pain that will be
Lying in bed
With this 'thing' on my head
Just helping me breathe, woe is me

Still, there are good points to this tale
I'll be able to inahle and exhale
Getting O2 to my brain,
Now that is a gain
I can write lots more poems without fail

Lucky you........................  and me!!! xx

THE QUIZ NIGHT... WOT FUN!!

Last night I went to a quiz night
And, surpisingly
Our team didn't have many members
As knowledgeable as me!

I have a retentive memory
There's no denying that
And my retentive memory
Consists of loads of crap

When it comes to the questions in quizes
They seem to be quite strange
So, my retentive  memory for crap
Fits well into the range

I could answer questions
Where no-one else had a clue
But we only came 5th out of ten
Which was, really, rather pooh

But I don't care, cos I know
That the man they call  'Jo Biden'
Is the American Vice President
No-one else knew - not surprising

I read that 'rag', the 'Daily Mail'
At weird articles they're the best
They,also,  provide random info
 I'm, maybe, more knowledgeable than the rest

I'm looking  forward with delight
To the very next quiz
Where I can prove to others
That at knowing 'trivia' (aka,' rubbish')  I'm a wizz!!!.............

Wot, me a 'big-head'? Surely not!!!