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Showing posts with label Play. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Play. Show all posts

Thursday, 31 May 2012

Ice Cream



It melts in the sun, an ice cream does, so smooth and cold   
For more active on play ground I am, so I need me some ice cream 

A pound (£1) would be too much  to pay Sir, now now Sir 
Just too much Sir, I'm counting my piggy bank coins, on rations Sir

Thus an agreement is reached, a handshake, a handshake Sir  
And I will have, the joy of summer; a handshake indeed  Sir

As soon as the sound of the Ice cream van blows to annouce
Oh from a distance, from a distance, to be heard 

It chimes, it comes and we all run after 
It sings, we jump, and we all go after 

99p for a cone, Ben and Jerry's, it shall be 
Cows and moo, spoons and moon   

99p to quench my thirst and lick my lips 
99p sticky drip on my hand  99p to pay

#I have got an Ice cream 
#I have got an Ice cream 


#Hooray, hurrah
#Hooray 

Tuesday, 29 May 2012

Four A Side;A losing side



This must be the start of summer 
When four a side, with one on the side 
For one of the sides, had one more in hand  


Hold battles on the field 
To resolve an age old conflict 
Of lets play each side; a friendly game 


Keeping in mind, with age count plus one 
One of the sides, doubles the other with age 
Of course, just as it happens with one spare to play  


The end result, without goal line technology 
Stood as a symbol of the outcome met 
Fifteen : Seven, holy, holy cow; was that French 


But as this stands as an age old battle 
Where strangers meet, and choose to battle 
I prescribe another of such events, to redeem lost pride 


Indeed to redeem lost pride 
To have two left feet and age count against 
With barbecue and beer, served on the menu, as excuse 


This must be the start of the summer 
On the park, with strangers encounter and bravado 
Another battle would soon be fought, legs stretch  


To redeem lost pride, to be young again 
With memory books open to be inscribed 
This must be the start of summer 


Thursday, 17 May 2012

Play play play



Play, play, play 
Pat my back my shoulder height 
Run and run and I will try and catch you  


Play, play, play 
Swing on swing, swing so high, to the heavens hands  
Like a bird with new wings to fly 


Climb up, step up, the stairs on playgrounds 
And swing down, swing low, my dear 
Play play play 


Walk as fast, walk as slow, walk a moon walk  
Play, play, playful play 
Crawl and jump, hop and skip 


And when we are done, ok we are done now 
On playful grounds  
Oh play, play, play 


And the sun of light,
Goes down for the night 
On play play play 


To rest his eyes 
Say bye bye until tomorrow 
Bye bye, play, play, play

Until tomorrow, tomorrow it be 
When we will wake and play 
And play and play some more 


Parks are a heaven 
To the joy of childhood 
Blissful bliss says play, play, play 

Sunday, 13 November 2011

Dancing Chair



I am a good man, so I put my cards on the table 
Pick one and name as yours, label 
Lovely, dressed with finesse make it an A, A’s 

Because is with (A) as thus I see you 
You already with Queens from genesis  
The way you were born, made to be, the way you are 

I  will surround you with chairs, in dancing chairs 
And less of the competition, when the music stops 
Pick one, feel free with patience and take a sit 

The fog clears, when one nears you 
In the eye of the storm 
You are centred with piece, lovely 

So pick a music, dance with its rhythm 
Enjoy the patience of the sounds it offers 
The sanctity of the ocean breeze 

The music would not stop until you do, I promise 
The chairs will not be occupied until you do  
And the fog will always make way in your presence  

I will put my cards on the table, pick one 
I promise I would not look
But make it A(s), Lovely 

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Monday, 22 August 2011

The Boss's Boss



Summer nears the end of seasons 
Like car journeys, road trip 
So many drama and excitement  
To have witnessed,  being a part of 


So many happy memories, on drive by  
To archive in memory banks, stored  
Against the week long starts

Like clock works  
Mechanism 
Stroking away 


With alarm sounds, dress code  
Pay code, stage set reverse  
In characters played 


Say hello to the boss, 
In bosses for me, in greeting   
Seen in my rear view mirror 
    
Tell him to let you off by 5 
On time by 5 
On the dot by 5 

While the sun, 
Still smiles 
With a happy face

For a quick run 
On the parks of play parks
Before the sun goes down 

For the night's rest 
And cars are back 
Sat on drive ways 

Parked to rest the night 
The night, to rest the night 
To rest the night away  
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