fun poems

Have you seen my car keys love?

Have you seen my car keys love?

I must have put them down somewhere.

I've checked under the table,

I've looked under the chair.

They should be in the kitchen,

On their hook upon the wall,

Or in that little cupboard

Standing in the hall.

Have you seen my car keys love?

I must have put them down.

I'm really in a rush right now,

To make it into town.

There's a sale on I don't want to miss,

Of safety shoes at Lidl.

They really have some proper stuff,

In that aisle right in the middle.

Have you seen my car keys love?

How can they just disappear?

I put them where they're supposed to be,

They should be hung right here!

Do you know where I put the spares?

It's not like me to forget.

I have to get to Aldi,

For that 10 piece socket set.


Have you seen my car keys love?

I really must be on my way.

Jim and Frank are waiting for me

At the Morrison's café.

We always meet on Thursdays

To have a tasty meal.

I can use the points on my More card,

To get their breakfast deal.

Have you seen my car keys love?

This really is no joke!

If I don't find them pretty soon,

All my plans are up in smoke.

It's no good you just repeating

"Where did you have them last?"

If I knew that I wouldn't be searching,

I'd be out of here so fast.

Have you seen my car keys love?

I've looked everywhere I can think.

This is driving me round the bend!

My God I need a drink!

Oh No! I don't believe it,

I really need to give myself a rocket.

They've been here all of this time,

In my nylon car coat pocket.

Now where are my driving glasses??

Slip-on Shoes

These laces drive me mad.

Can't they see my back is bad.

To bend and reach is my main regret.

I think they've had their day.

I just have to find a way

to keep my poor, arthritic feet from getting wet.

Slip-on shoes

Slip-on shoes

The answer to

My footwear blues

With my feet so far away,

and getting further every day,

I have to find an answer to my woes.

No matter how I strain

I just cannot seem to gain ,

that extra inch to reach down to my toes.

Slip-on shoes

Slip-on shoes

The answer to

My footwear blues

I'd rather wear my slippers,

or even a pair of flippers,

than these pesky items that I have to tie.

I need to change them quick,

to a pair that does the trick,

before these laces make me want to cry.

Slip-on shoes

Slip-on shoes

The answer to

My footwear blues

My legs now feel like jelly,

Since I reverted to a welly.

These rubber things are causing me to sweat.

I think I have to choose

Some nice comfy slip-on shoes.

They truly are the best a man can get

Slip-on shoes

Slip-on shoes

The answer to

My footwear blues

Slip-on shoes

Slip-on shoes

The answer to

My footwear blues

The Face That Served a Thousand Chips


I've fallen head over heels in love

With the girl from my local takeaway

And now I am putting on so much weight

As I visit her there nearly every day

Oh how I long to kiss the lips

Of the face that served a thousand chips

The way the steam pools on her brow

And makes her hair so wavy

Tied up in a bun on top of her head

Blonde highlights with a hint of gravy

Oh how I long to kiss the lips

Of the face that served a thousand chips

I love how she can shake the salt

I'm intoxicated by her scent

A heady mix of L'air du Temp

And Sarsons non-brewed condiment

Oh how I long to kiss the lips

Of the face that served a thousand chips

I'm pretty sure I don't imagine

That twinkle in her eye

I can tell the feelings are reciprocated

By the way she handles my tatie pie

Oh how I long to kiss the lips

Of the face that served a thousand chips

I cannot help but fondly admire

As she precisely portions out the peas

The way she ladles the curry sauce

Always has me weak at the knees

Oh how I long to kiss the lips

Of the face that served a thousand chips

She truly is a wondrous sight

As she scoops my chips into a tray

But I can only forlornly dream

Her arms will scoop me in that way

Oh how I long to kiss the lips

Of the face that served a thousand chips

Hikers (after Wordsworth's Daffodils)


I wandered lonely as a cow

That grazes grass o'er vale and hill

When all at once, upon the brow

A host of hikers standing still.

Beside the pond, under the trees

Ordnance Surveys flapping in the breeze.

Luminescent kagools so fine

As bright as all the Milky Way

They huddle in a their nylon line

And shiver 'gainst the frozen day.

Into their backpacks they do glance

To find a piece of flapjack per chance.

The wind blew out their hoods, but they

Let out a little cheer of glee

Today would be a mint cake day

Washed down with lots of steaming tea.

But then in crept a little thought

Of sugar and teaspoon not brought:

For oft, when in my field I lie

To ruminate upon my food

Annoying walkers I do spy

Sure to break my solitude

And then my heart with pleasure fills

As I chase them all across the hills