No 49 May 05
You know I just need someone,
To maybe say something,
It gives me inspiration,
For a poem to you Iíll bring,
We know those on the front line,
Theyíve got plenty on their plate,
Without some silly person,
Getting into a right state.
One rang up because they were worried,
Thereís strange people just outside,
Theyíre looking through the window,
I think Iíd better hide.
They do look rather scruffy,
And both have long white hair,
Iíve not seen them round here before,
Oh this is a nightmare.
I am so sorry officer,
As they walked passed the hut,
Iíve realised itís my neighbours,
. Their hairs not dyed or cut.