A HAIKU ON WEDNESDAY: CHRISTMAS CAKE BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©

CHRISTMAS CAKE.

BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©

A month out of date

Christmas cake, I love you still

Crumble in my mouth

COFFIN… A TINY POEM BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©

COFFIN

BY SANDRA HARRIS ©

On the news tonight

A little coffin shop in Spain

Where a woodworker prepares

For a COVID winter

A POEM ON FRIDAY: ON ENCOUNTERING A HANDWASH APPARATUS WITH A BASTARD SENSE OF HUMOUR. BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©

Wash your hands

The sign read

Honey, you don’t have to beg

I squeezed the knob

Held out my hands

It came all on my leg

BOILER: A TINY POEM BY SANDRA HARRIS.©

We called while you were out

Sorry we missed you

Your boiler needs

Regular maintenance

To ensure its continuing

Safe and efficient

Operation

Please call this number

To arrange a suitable

Appointment

 

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