Your Daily Dose…

  • Toby Jug

    What is the point of a Toby Jug?

    With its grinning face ever so smug,

    A tankard of jest,

    In porcelain dressed,

    The ceramic embodiment of a Mug.

  • Porridge

    ‘Tis true that I cannot make porridge:

    I’ve got a Milk and Oat shortage!

    “With water and hay,

    make some gruel”, say they,

    “Because it has twice as much roughage’

  • Hamlet

    To be or not to be, a question

    To a nobler mind, a suggestion:

    To die, to sleep,

    to dream of sheep:

    This is Hamlet in his depression

  • Llanfairpwllgwyngyll 

    They say in Wales there’s nothing but rain,

    Surely those that stay are insane?

    For sunshine, you’ll be bereft,

    The vowels have even left…

    And only the the consonants remain!

  • Another Lazy Limerick

    A curious thing is the Limerick,

    Its rhythm and rhyme a gimmick,

    This one, I contrive,

    the joke will never arrive

    leaving you worried sick.

  • A Lazy Limerick

    There once was a verse quite specific,

    Compact, and a touch hieroglyphic.

    It rhymed A-A-B,

    Then B-A (Not C)

    The famed poem: A limerick.

  • Beep

    My Bluetooth speaker won’t pair,

    It pretends that my phone isn’t there.

    It hums and it bleeps,

    Then silently sleeps,

    with no ‘connection fanfare’.

  • Amen

    In an abbey where monks chanted low,

    One brother sang Alto for show.

    He sang his plainchant,

    With a piercing descant

    Till the friar cried, “Brother —no!”