Feb 19 2007

Best there is

(another gem from the Grandfather/longcase/tallcase clocks man)

I have come here today to write one of the greatest poems ever created because after all, I am the best poet in the world.
Well, certainly the best poet in the UK.
Well, certainly the best poet in England.
Well, certainly the best poet in Cheshire.
Well, certainly the best poet in Widnes.
Well, certainly the best poet in Sandringham road.
Well, certainly the best poet at number 7.
Well, certainly the best poet who sleeps in the double bed in the front room upstairs.
Well, certainly the best poet who sleeps on the left hand side of the aforementioned bed.
(The cat sleeps at the bottom and he can’t even hold a pen)
Just a moment my wife is shouting something.
*********!
“Well, I didn’t know you’d been teaching the bloody cat to write, did I ?”

Grandfather Clocks Am I

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