Mother's Day 2014.

My Mum. 

     

Differences... we had a few

She made me cry, that's true.

No meant no, no matter what

A good slap, if I forgot!

The non-stop talking in my ear

That went on for many a year.

Fragile health and small in size

She could REALLY "Vamperize"!

But...

Now she's gone and here I sit

THANKING her for every bit.

The many tears I had to shed

Because she knew what lay ahead.

Every slap and every no

Made me better, made me grow.

The non-stop talking in my ear

Today I wish...

            that I could hear....

Pascoa 2014.

                                                                                 

                     Pascoa.                                                       

Natal? Ano Novo? Que nada!

Como adoro a Pascoa, moçada!

Chocolate de todo tamanho,

Ô, quanta felicidade quando ganho!

Recheadas, crocantes, ao leite,

Ah! minha perdição, meu deleite!           

                           
             

Buses In Rio!

Dedicated Especially To The 157!

Waiting for hours at the stop,

my bladder feels like it might pop.

No, not a sign of the blasted bus,

and folks are beginning to make a fuss.

When it arrives it will be packed full,

just to get on we'll have to push and pull.

Air conditioning?! Now, THAT'S a joke,

reserved for winter, to freeze the folk.

The special citizens have yellow chairs,

occupied by those, oblivious to glares...

most of which are sleeping youth,

who couldn't give a damb, now that's the truth!

As you squeeze to get through the crowd,

a HUGE bag hits you and you cry out loud!

Before recovering from the sting,

the bus jerks forward and you're given a fling...

You land in some poor worker's lap,

you leap up apologising and in a flap.

Now sweating profusely and feeling faint,

we hit a traffic jam, now ain't that quaint?

We inch along at tortoise speed,

the toilet now is a desperate need!

Having left with time to spare,

I'm going to be late, it's just not fair!

What's that yelling I can hear?!

Are they robbing the bus?...it's unclear...

Phew! No, Thank God, it's okay,

nobody's robbing, at least, not today.

An hour later a bedraggled me,

steps off the bus with exaggerated glee...

Knowing full well that in a little while,

again I'll be subjected to this trip so vile.

The public transport of this city,

Is nothing but a shameful pity.

And for those of us who have no choice,

at least my opinion I can voice.

I HATE YOU, HATE YOU, HATE YOU SO,

and feel so much better that now you know!

My Birthday!

Really...You're Birthday is on the 31st of December?!

Having a birthday on December the 31st

Has just got to be the flipping worst!

To begin with, it's holiday time

Which for everyone else, might be sublime

But for the poor creature born on this day

Partying with friends...well, there's just no way

Most folks have left town

And many other parties are going on around

Family feel obliged to show

When they would rather be at another "château"

As much as I love you mum

You could have held your breath, or sucked your thumb!

I could then hold a hangover bash!

That would make the New Year begin with a splash!

Not forgetting an important point

I'd be a year younger...which would never disappoint!

Inspite of my little gripe

Excuse me, while a tear I wipe

I do know how lucky I am

To have a birthday... oh, yes ma'am!

So as I sit here on my own

And watch the fireworks get blown

I raise my glass to all I love

Those living and those Above

Thank you, thank you for another year

God be with us, we need Him near....

Christmas - 2013

THAT Time Of YEAR.

Shops buzzing

Mothers fussing

Carol singing

Bells ringing

Present wrapping

Nut cracking

Cameras flashing

Folks dashing

BUT ON CHRISTMAS DAY....

Food embezzling

Family nestling

Hearts pounding

Love abounding

Affectionate business

HAPPY CHRISTMAS!

                                                                                         
                                                                             

                                        

                My Christmas List (to be read quickly!)

Buy the turkey

Stuff the birdie

Mix the gravy

Don't be lazy!

Get the Cod

Give it a prod

Let it sit

For a bit

Lay the table

Fetch the ladle.

Heat the pies

Mind the flies

Christmas cake

Still to bake

Brandy butter

Kitchen clutter

Now the salad

Can be added.

Smell burning

Tummy turning

Burnt to cinders

Kind'a hinders

One's digestion.

Now a question

Where to go?

Oh, I know!

Order out

PIZZA! - No doubt!

P.S Happy Christmas everyone

Hope your list is already done!

                  

Introducing Hugh & Gerry