life

to live life one must observe and to observe one must live life to the full so while i live i will write poetry in a humourous trend and try to see the lighter side of things from all sides,and dont we all like jelly or jam at one time in our life so heres one for the fun of it
christy o donnell

Jelly or jam?


I took off for a walk on a fine summer’s day,

I just went for a walk I had nothing to say,

The sun it was hot as I ambled my way,

It was about to get hotter on this fine day,

As I looked at people all looking their best,

I somehow noticed they were mostly half dressed,

All smiling faces their world was grand,

Their entire dress ware would fit in one hand,

Thank god for sunglasses I must admit,

But what about a chin that no longer fits,

For the sights before my bulging eyes,

Are ladies with complete bare thighs?

Not much by way of a cover you see,

Just half an inch short of pornography,

I wondered at the wisdom of things,

When another group wearing no more then strings,

And guys chasing them in no more then shorts,

In all kinds of glee sure it takes all sorts,

Then it hit me its summer time,

We are entitled to go mad for a short time,

So I pressed on further trying to ignore,

This nakedness I had not noticed before,

As I strolled along getting a little more hot,

A flipping boob tube no more then a cloth,

For gods sake I thought she could have done more,

As I stumbled to pick my chin off the floor,

For what it covered left no illusion,

Just me now walking in total confusion,

A couple of guys she left in her wake,

Shouted they must be jelly cos jam don’t shake,