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  77.     

Hall of the Mountain King

Ah, the fugue and pizzicato
hearken to the flute and strings
Grieg's 'Peer Gynt' is echoing
in the Hall of the Mountain King.

Fill your heart with the great Vivaldi
Concerto in C for trumpet and strings,
listen to Sibelius...FINLANDIA, and
Schumann's romantic symphonies.

Call for music from over the sea
and you will find peace and tranquility,
beautiful sopranos singing for you,
soothing your mind with sweet melody.

Oh the choirs of gentle voices
singing their madrigals of spring.
and the fugue and pizzicato
in the Hall of the Mountain King.
 
Joyce Hemsley
   
 

   
   
 

  78.     

Humorous Parody

North winds may blow
They don't always bring snow.

Little Bo Peep and Little Boy Blue
Fell in love, and they lived in a shoe,
Soon to be singing rock-a-by-baby
Soon to be playing pat-a-cake too.

But Little Bo Peep went back to her sheep.
Said Little Boy Blue ~ 'well buckle my shoe'
Now what on earth shall I do? '
Said one wise owl ~ 'throw in the towel'.

Solomon Grundy said 'wait until Monday'.
'We suggest you leave it at that' said
Little Miss Muffat and poor Jack Spratt...
'And the sun may come smiling through'.

North winds may blow
They don't always bring snow.
 
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  79.     

Mid November Magic

Never had I seen a sky
blush so red before, but
suddenly my eyes looked up
and such magic fire I saw.
Through all my days and through
heaven's door, a sight so glorious
I will see no more; a happy cloud
slightly grey, with brush strokes
crimson-gold. This sky by day
in bright array touched my
very heart and soul.
 
Joyce Hemsley
   
 

   
   
 

  80.     

No More Overeating

Humour Intended:

Hello Mummy - this is quite funny,
The doctor called me 'A Beast'.
Oh I could never agree little Jamie
'A Beast' you are not - never could be.
He probably called you 'obese' little Jamie.
You are deaf in one ear just like me,
And your body fat is in excess...
Bad for your health I confess.
Forget the word 'Beast' little Jamie
As from today, overeating will cease.
 
Joyce Hemsley
   
 
 
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