Take a Break

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 1 December 2020, comfort.

While the shoppers around him perused,
The assistant no choice but excuse,
His feet were so worn,
What with bunions and corns,
What he needed was comfortable shoes.

Expectations

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 29 November 2020, putrid.

When looking at the White House,
There isn’t long to go,
Just six more weeks of waiting,
And then you’ll have your Joe.

All the dodgy dealings,
And all those putrid smells,
With guns and immigration,
White supremacy, as well.

We need to give the man time,
Some time to turn the tide,
But we have expectations too
There will be no free ride.

The CO2 emitters
How loud will be their voice?
When climate verson system,
What will be his choice?

I realise he’s restricted,
I’m not quite so naive,
But lest we see some progress,
The world will not believe.

Ouch

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 29 November 2020, succcumb.

My uncle, sad tale, must relate
Home improvements have sealed poor guy’s fate,
He hammered his thumb,
Turned blue, then succumbed,
Now heavenly angels await.

There’s some more family nonsense here:

Any Nibbles Today?

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 28 November 2020, modicum. A particularly silly one today, because Saturday ends in “y”.

Whilst drunk and decidedly stewed,
The trawlerman stripped himself nude!
Please exhibit a modicum,
You’re harming our cod income,
Behave or you’ll end up fish food!

Will She Won’t She?

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 27 November 2020, fidelity.

Another disagreement,
Another evening fight,
To try and find a way to cool,
Takes off into the night.

She hails a passing taxi,
She’s not quite in her mind,
As taxi passes lit-up bar,
Might help her to unwind.

Decides in a split-second,
Commands the cab to halt,
Then seats herself on bar stool,
And orders up a malt.

One drink after another,
The whiskey comes at pace,
As head becomming fuzzy,
She sees a smiling face.

The man then introduces,
She likes his cheeky smile,
He makes her feel attractive,
He’s charming all the while.

He’s just here for a conference,
A stranger here in town,
A stylish young divorcee,
He helps her sorrows drown.

Enjoying time together,
He’s gentle, suave and kind,
They flirt as drinks are flowing,
Forgets the man behind.

It’s closing time already,
The barman shuts down tap,
Will she stroll back to hotel with him?
Feel like a nightcap?