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  1197.     

Mr Keynes and Mr Mole

Humour Intended.

Lack of money honey,
means less goods are bought.
Manufacturing decreases
and 'Mr Mole is on the dole'.

It's not funny honey.

Mr Keynes had the knowledge
He'd been to College...
and his was a kind and caring soul
when unemployment took its toll.
 
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  1198.     

Mr Watson - Take Care

Warm sunny weather is out of fashion
Winter is back in her rightful place.
Here comes the storm, here comes the snow
Mr Watson must moderate his pace.

Oh the despair ~ workmen say a prayer.
As many new projects come to a halt.
Non-gritted roads are everywhere...
Lacking in salt, they are danger-fraught.

To risk riding out on the highway today,
When the journey is not really necessary
Is probably a venture better postponed
My dear Mr. Watson, it's elementary.
 
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  1199.     

Mr. Music Man

September breezes blow
Skies turn darkest grey.
Rivers overflow
And love is faraway.

What is he living for?
Life holds no joy within,
No child saying 'daddy'
No championship to win.

His debts are growing still,
He totalled up the score
And yesterday the bailiffs came
Knocking on his door.

Ah, but where there's music
And songs in bright array
Melodies fall upon his ear
And the day's a Holy day.

Recitals and Sonatas
'The Shadow of Your Smile'
Guitars that echo from afar
And he can smile for awhile.
September's back in style.
 
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  1200.     

Mr. Perfection

The man at the top is so fussy,
rather boring to everyone,
he's a backroom boy demanding the
details; each tiny job must be done.

The man at the top is so petty
needing details in pure black and white
It may take a while to work in his style
but everything must be right.

We should make not one little error
or we could live to rue the day.
He is second in line to Big Bossman
so please print the details without delay.
 
Joyce Hemsley
   
 
 
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