Auntie Bessie was a tickler
for the simple rules of life.
She said, one should not co-habit
with a man, if not his wife.
So she married Arthur Truegood,
who was tall an ddark and lean,
but she very soon discovered
he was also cruel and mean.

As divorce was not an option,
she began to ponder how
her release could be achieved
without the breaking of her vows.

She reviewed them to the letter;
richer; poorer; better; worse;
staying true to one another
until death; a life-long curse.

She began to dream of murder;
studied books; chapter and verse.
But, if arrested, not succeeding
t’would put the court before the hearse.

`in the end, her one solution
was to drive him from her home,
so she took up music lessons;
played all night on her trombone.

Arthur, with his eardrums ringing
rushed to get away quite far;
jumped a ship to cross the ocean.
and now resides in Zanzibar.

© Marion Sharville


Tumbling World by Marion Sharville

The under-belly of the World
Is where Australia was hurled.
We folks up here, should never frown
on people who walk upside down
for a gale may come along
and drop us in a Bil-a-bong
and kangaroos may soon appear,
surprised to be on `Worthing pier.

These days, the world is acting queer,
things far away now seem quite near.
Travel broadens the mind and teaches
the English to love sunny beaches
but ‘Poms’ wish ‘Ausies’ would make it clearer,
why all their women are called Sheila?
The weather plays tricks and we don’t know
If next day will bring sun or snow;
Antarctica shrink to a puddle?
Oh, Life’s becoming such a muddle;
Will Penguins, which are rather rare
waddling around Trafalgar Square,
quite unsure and rather solemn,
stand gazing up at Nelson’s column?

The Middle East may travel west
and China swallow all the rest.
A cap of ice could hit Nigeria,
and heat waves stun those in Siberia.
The Isle of Wight may drift to sea
and stick to the toe of Italy.

England and France could become best friends…?
and who knows how all this will end?
but when said and done, what’s manifest
is, they say a change is as good a s a rest.

© Marion Sharville

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