Murphy Philosophises on …


ONE day, TO be sure,
the THREE of us
went FOR a stroll.
We met the girls
and climbed the FIVE-barred gate
into Ryan’s orchard

and there, the SIX of us
were in SEVENth heaven
as we romped in the long sweet grass
and ATE the forbidden fruit.

When the village clock struck NINE
we made our way to the pub
so as not to waste any more drinking time,
for TEN to ONE, TOmorrow
the THREE of us will go FOR a stroll
and meet some new girls…

It’s the beer that counts.

© Marion Sharville

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