There comes a time when your chest descends
And settles on your waist
And hair from head starts to disappear
With an unseemly haste
But patiently wait for a day or two
There’s really nowt to fear
For up they sprout from nose and ears
And knees and chest and rear.
And about this time, and no-one knows
If there’s a planned connection,
Lids on bottles and jars and milk
Start their insurrection.
The upside to the struggles and swearing
Is they provide a good work-out
Offering the flexibility
To deal with all the sprouts.
The matter of course is out of our hands
No choice but to go with the flow
Nature continues to do what’s best
Maintaining the status quo.


(There was a spirited discussion concerning the form of this pome: consensus was not reached. I resigned. Not for the first time. Lo, TG Ed)


  1. Posted April 27, 2011 at 10:06 am | Permalink

    LOVE this DP! Mine will soon be rapidly dissapearing from the top of my head apparently,hope it doesn’t move to my nether regions…

    daddyp replied:

    I suppose it would be a tad tricky to shave ‘appearences’ and then re-cycle into a wig?

  2. Posted April 27, 2011 at 12:19 pm | Permalink

    MIGHT be possible. I shall have to enquire….

    daddyp replied:

    I’d love to see the person’s face if you did!

  3. Posted April 27, 2011 at 12:20 pm | Permalink

    as for women? on the bright side, i can now join up with the lads for that mustache growing contest in november…. (sigh)

    daddyp replied:

    You’ll have to start waxing lyrically young Daisy ……

  4. Posted April 27, 2011 at 5:57 pm | Permalink

    My favourite pome of the day… there should be a list of those…..

    daddyp replied:

    Click on categories and voila! [excuse my French]

    daddyp replied:

    Oh …… you mean a LIST!!! ….. I’ll wait until the total is nearer 100 …..

  5. Posted April 27, 2011 at 6:14 pm | Permalink

    Strangely I have found that they are tightening the top of jars really tight these days ……

    daddyp replied:

    They do it deliberately you know just to make you feel old and feeble ……

  6. Posted April 27, 2011 at 10:52 pm | Permalink

    One of your best yet daddyp

    daddyp replied:

    Well thank you young Nursey – I haven’t got any money you know.

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