A four line poem

Of rhymes I'm short
so I have to report
that rest I must take
until tomorrow I wake

I told DH what you said Nellie
His eyes didn't flicker from the tele
I said the bit about the beau
He mumbled 'hmm by all means go'

Yippee

Now you've done it, I'm on a mission
To fulfill my life's ambition
Pantomime Dame would be my part
Crude and vulgar with a happy heart

No pink house for us and pooches
But our caravan in Wales;
No rules and regulations,
Just smiles and wagging tails.

Queen of the fairies I would be
Titania is the name for me
My user name will take a hit
When I shorten it to Tit

A funny lady called Pam Ayres
Writes rhymes and poems which she shares
She'll soon be out of work I'd bet
With all this talent on Gransnet

Newist thinks we should do Shakespeare no less.
I think we might get in a bit of a mess,
The bard is rather harder than Cinderella.
Dare someone find Newist and tell 'er

An ugly sister would suit me fine
No makeup needed, just to save time
To tart up pompa, newist and lilflo
Then Gransnetters can begin the show!

I think I have a cunning plan
To show the youngsters there's life in gran
I wonder if we'd really dare
to do our panto totally bare

Oh Crafting would that we should be so bold
To show that we are not so old
But whilst we might appear undressing
We might just look in need of pressing!

Like Calendar Girls but minus the buns?
No airbrushing, props or soft light
I'd put off the punters and spoil the fun
Bags best seats for me on first night!

[groan]

Linda Snell is just the gell
To organise the grans
Before you know, we've done the show
And gained a thousand fans.

I couldn't put my bits on view
I'd only scare the rest of you
For that no tickets would be sold
And wouldn't we be rather cold?

Wow that pink house is so brash
The interior decor equally flash
That sunglasses I'd have to wear
Should I ever visit there!

(I wouldn't though! Not my cup of tea.)

Bits on view
What do you mean?
They'd pay to keep my bits
......unseen.

Would they want to see
Grans bits and bobs
And what about
The grandad's kn**s

I know knee
Doesn't rhyme with bob
But I couldn't use the word
That fits the job.

"kn**s" WOW more than one ?

Oh dear I'm rubbish at using apostrophes. Another puppy bites the dust

When I got those rings I wondered why
they came in threes, the only way to buy
now at last Vampire answers all
her granddad has more than one tool

Wrote this years ago;

The essence of grief
Lies not
In its expression
But in its relief.

Are all those rings kept in the shed?
Or in a secret place instead?
Beware of Gollum on the prowl
His crafty tricks will make you howl.

The Johnny Cash song, Ring of Fire
Springs to mind just now.
My eyes do water at the thought.
Of the whats and whys and the how

If on gransnet you should peek
You'll be shocked at our thread this week
Not about ED and Lord of the Rings
But about no knickers on jings

( it may be her rhyme or just being silly
But jings only wears them when feeling chilly!)