It's morning, morning, morning And dawning, dawning, dawning I'm yawning, yawning, yawning I have to go. To work, work, work Can't shirk, shirk, shirk What a berk, berk, berk I can't escape. Rather play, play, play All day, day, day No way, way, way I need money. For life, life, life Kids and wife, wife, wife Such strife, strife, strife I'm redundant.
Tag: Strife
Sooty
We collected her from a puppy farm Where she had really earned her keep Giving the owner many Labs to sell She now needed to rest and sleep. We collected her, all of us together Then took her for her very first roam Her given name was Sooty and She gladly embraced her new home. Her first day and night with us Had her shaking within her fur She needed the reassuring touch Of someone sitting close to her. But once she knew she was staying She fitted into family life She built much loving loyalty Steadfast through our joys and strife. She watched over us always Checking our way was clear Putting herself between us And any stranger who came near. Came the day when she had to leave When her fourteen years began to tell We were there when the needle entered And swaying slightly she gently fell. These animal friends are just on loan And we owners know it well But the pain is deep when they go And for a while - we are in hell.
In Praise of the Brave
To go forward without thinking To rush in where angels fear to tread To face danger without blinking Knowing you may live or perhaps lie dead. To take true love as your benchmark And use it well to define your life Treat all adversity as just a lark And build new dreams from strife Oh the many hopes and dreams Of courageous men and women Who don't falter in life's streams But doggedly keep on swimming. Who for the noble cause of right Subjugate the normal human yearning They bear to stand, cold, in the night And watch their bridges burning.