Yah! Good news arrived, let's say,
Today, I  had a terrific day,
A day of good intentions,
Pacifist is my intentions,
I party by reading and writing,
The library is so inviting,
Here am I, scribbling away,
Today I had a terrific day!
Let's read books to celebrate!

It all came to a standstill,
A day when time stood still,
A beautiful world, fogged and grey,
Grief was its own land, okay?
But the sun arose the next day,
And we woke up anyway,
When the past was  a distant land,
Time stood still, not so grand........

As the Bible did me told,
I was young, now I am old,
A message in words like whispers,
Old bags, in no immediate danger,
A peaceful heart is the trick,
Stay away from dipsticks!

He left her in the lurch,
Standing at the door of the church,
Like a senior Miss Havisham,
She'd been ****** in by his spam,
She trailed off home,
Faced her life alone,
Unveiled her black wedding frock,
Thought, "'I'm  really better off,
I'll manage great, mates,
With him I shall not participate,
As in Chazza Dickens' literary creations,
A tale of dud expectations,
With senior passion--no relations!

As I meander over this stage,
I see older women who turn the page,
They seem to hunt down more heels,
Luring in them in with their melons of steel,
Big bazoomas,  strong derrieres,
But, they don't have much luck, it appears,
I wonder  what they're hoping for,
Those widow spider predators.......
Melons of steel, melons of steel,
Let me know when you catch your eels!

Let's look at language today,
The future is now, this is the way,
B4 I met U,  I was gr8, m8!
Shut up snivelling, I manage gr8, m8!!!!!!

What makes a teacher great?
With lots of kids, you must relate,
Cast aside your cares and woes,
It's like a stage, the classroom flows,
Look at things through their eyes, eh,
Make learning fun, but be firm each day,
Then send them home at the end of the day,
"Gee, I can't believe it's the holidays!":
Says no teacher ever,
Living legacies, really quite clever,
So, does that make a teacher great
With all those kids to relate?

Tawny,  I stretch,  I yawn,
No need for this cat to fawn,
What's for tea? I don't say please,
Feed me, or I'll give you fleas,
Once a queen of Egypt, somehow,
Hello there, humans, cat says meow.........

What was that you wanted, dear?
I'm busy reading away in here,
Bookworms munching through the pages,
Words in print, creating stages,
A writer must read and write alone,
Get someone better on your phone,
What was that you wanted, dear?
Move on, I'm  busy reading here......

Once we were young,
Simple toys we had for fun,
An old stuffed dog was a fave,
A much loved toy, give her a wave,
No eyes, fur all rubbed off on she,
Oh, those old childhood memories,
Simple toys for my sisters and me,
We all made our own toy story,
Once we were all so young,
Guess we made our own kind of fun.....

Have you got a thank you mantra, eh?
Something to say each day,
Thank you, we woke up anyway,
Thank you for my bed and shower today,
Thank you I can read and write,
Being a poet does feel right,
Thank you for our beautiful world,
Prayers for peace from an ******* girl,
How's that for a mantra, eh?
Something to say each and every day!

Here is a twisted tale,
Snickers without fail,
Imagine if he loved me,
Like I love the person, he,
I guess we all have our fantasy,
Some are quite healthy,
Twist in the tale, indeed,
Imagine if he loved me,
Like I love the person, he......

What is your greatest luxury?
Music every time for me,
To greet the day with a tune,
Not the end of the world soon,
So don't waste thoughts,
Negative thoughts are noughts,
Don't let thoughts drag you down,
Even if you play the clown,
Hit the music, folks like thee,
Lighten up, music is a luxury!

If  I could walk a mile in your shoes,
Would  I look as sad as you,
Are you alone in the world too?
What would a kind person say to you?
Cheer up, look on the bright side,
It doesn't cost anything to smile.....

What is in  your best interests, gals?
Find some like-minded pals,
Always look at the big picture,
Usually, nothing happened, the fixture,
Always look after your best interests, gals,
Find some like-minded pals........

I am a rock,
Being alone, no shock,
Capable and competent, a rock,
Being alone, no shock,
Not the end of the world,
Alone, ******* girl,
Or together, not the end of the world.....

If I had a cause,
I would work for the paws,
I'm for animal liberation,
End that experimentation,
Who made us gods of them?
Power corrupts, ahem,
Yes, if I had a cause,
I would work for the paws......

My parents named me Julie,
Have a  famous namesake in history,
Like great Julius Caesar,
Another Julian house afar,
In Roman days, times far,
So, hail, big Julie,
Writing is my living legacy........

Do you pledge allegiance?
With patriotic dalliance,
Like most things I guess,
We can be too patriotic, no less,
But we should be proud of our land,
Here in Oz, the great Southern band!

Do you use online prompts?
To create a poetic response,
Sometimes ideas come to me,
Like an interior visionary,
Is that what a muse is to thee?
Or do you use hokey online prompts,
To create your poetic response?

One of those days, gone fishing,
Tripped the fish fantastic, gone missing,
So, off to the take-away we hopped,
Got boxed in at the pizza shop,
Fair dinkum, this is *******,
We're supposed to b eating fresh fish!

Years ago, I wed a mechanic,
A token marriage, quite symbolic,
Saturday arvos, really shambolic,
I gawped at him, gazing at his dipstick,
Still working on who was  the dipstick,
Checking under the hood,
was supposed to be good,
So, that is what is really symbolic,
Dipstick gazing at a dipstick, gazing at his dipstick,
Yah! Symbolism of the futile past symbolic............

Hello, women footballers on Channel Two,
Is there anything you can't do?
And you've each got three degrees too,
But is your biology your destiny for you?
When you meet a man, the one for you,
Do you end up cleaning the loo?
Yes, three degrees coming through,
Girl footy player cleaning the loo!
Hello there, women footballers on Channel Two,
Sad but true, sad but true,
**** it up, biology is destiny for you!!!

They sow the seeds of doubt,
Where wars began, there is nowt,
Shameful displays
on the world's stage,
There's much to ponder,
On the future yonder,
No longer a slogan,
Who sells the uranium?
Oz is sowing the seeds of doubt,
Where wars began, there'll be nowt!

Self service is exactly that,
Change is supposed to good, that's that,
But where are our checkout chicks?
This technology gives us the blip!
Now self service is more advanced,
It leads us greys in a merry dance,
If change is supposed to be so good,
Is there a kind human hand here? Touch wood!

I heard a song,
Tried to drive and sing along,
"Detachable *****" was its name,
Some women really feel the same,
With this song they do relate,
What to do to erstwhile mates,
Much better, when it is too late,
To close that chapter, great!
"No hard feelings," hell yeah,
Detachable ***** over there!

Say you make a movie of life,
In mine, I've survived lots of strife,
A cast of fake friends,
Useless so-called men,
Maybe I attract cavemen,
Emotional manipulation,
These days I manage great,
A film of life, mine wouldn't rate!

I really thank you ***** cats,
You've said your bit, that's that,
You've toughened me up, all right,
Tell me something I don't know, you uptights,
Have you got your rags on again?
Let's send you ***** cats down the drain,
I'd really like to thank you cats,
You've toughened me up, that's that!

I arise on the wings of the new day,
I thought of an adage to say,
Read and learn today,
"All men are born liars, okay?
They're all mad as snakes, let's say,
Given half a chance, any day,
They'll be bigamists, okay?
But when you reach the end of the day,
Not one is worth losing sleep over, let's say,
It's up to you who you love and trust, okay?
So, think on this, girls, today,
You might call it wisdom of the aged,
As you rise on the wings of a brand new day!

It's good to have a sense of humour,
With me, comedy is a favour,
Laughter is good medicine, ha ha!
Laughing at yourself is best by far,
So, do you only love me 'cause I'm short in bed?
Bit of a giggle, that, more than enough said!!!!!!

I arise, shower, get dressed, as normal,
Put on my black shoes, not so formal,
Where shall my boots take me today?
Why, off to my local church to pray!
Silent, alone, but not lonely,
Plaster saints, and God, and me, not only,
I walk away feeling blessed,
Because in these black shoes, I dressed,
These boots were made for walking, no less!

So, you want a peaceful life,
Whether you're a husband or a wife,
Well, bite your tongue, don't react,
You, too, can play the doormat act,
This is the true secret of success,
Give all you meet a smile to bless!

Liar, Liar,
Pants on fire,
You are a naughty liar, man,
When did you care for a woman?
Don't say you're my friend, liar,
No wonder your pants are on fire!

One day, I sent an email, fine,
Everyone passed it down the line,
An email full of smiles, in time
All their friends sent it global,
Now our  smiles have gone 'viral'!

The full moon appeared,
Shone on me all night here,
I arose, a new version,
I turned into an evil person,
Yes, instead of smiling and kind,
It was Lucrezia Borgia time.....
"What is for lunch?' Indeed,
"Why it's mushrooms for thee!"
Lucrezia declaims,
"Things are not the same,
What can I poison today?"
See what the full moon's done to me,
Lucrezia Borgia is now cooking tea!
Would you call me a living legacy?

Wifey flings open bedroom door,
Not gazing kindly, a picture she draws,
Wife blows her nose, her cheeks are a'rose,
Her husband lies there, full of moans,
Her husband begs,
Wifey  takes a breath,
"Yes, dear, I know you have a man-cold,
But, dear, I,  too, have a man-cold,
But women are not allowed to groan
or nag, says men, you are alone,
I, too, have a man-cold,
But, this washing is getting old,
I'm cooking tea and minding the kids,
No, dear,  I shan't make soup like your mother did,
Yes, dear, the undertakers are near,
Here's your last will for your man cold, dear,
Yes, dear, I know you have a man-cold,
Your whinging, is, like, well, old!
I have to iron your shirts now,
Yes, dear, I know I am a fat old cow,
But, dear, I have your ***** in my purse,
I do hope our man colds don't get worse!"

Who really has world power?
Think on this while you shower,
If you own the coffee or tea,
You own the home, prithee,
That's molls' rules, you see,
"Do you want a cup of tea?"
Our magic word is 'please',
Be nice to tea ladies,
Or there's no more coffee or tea,
Is that power, or what?
Tea ladies rule, so what!

Where did you go to, Doris Stokes?
Do you  still talk to ghosts?
Doris is now a ghost, folks,
Did she just want to get on the telly?
Did the ghosts ever get on her nelly?
Or was she telepathic,
Or only telepathetic?
So, who now talks to ghosts,
Or erstwhile Doris Stokes?

Procrastination is the thief
of time, words beyond belief,
I'll procrastinate later, eh,
Silly joke for today!

Scribble ten words,
First three are a verse,
For what it's worth,
Only an idea for you,
How to stimulate the muse.......

I sit here and fade
Into the woodwork, I gaze
At the passing parade,
Studying people, always a fave,
Some standout in the crowd,
Interesting, people-watching allowed......

Here, in Oz, the rats want to sink the ship,
The embrace of Putin is becoming hip,
It riles the heartland of the Oz,
Not the peaceful land it was,
Why a nation divided, not the best,
We're all one Oz, the rich and the rest.......

Teens of Telstra, teens of Telstra,
Staff of team Telstra, they are stars,
To me they all look like teens,
Cutest things you've ever seen,
Oh, teens of Telstra, teens of Telstra,
Now there's collective bulimia,
As greys with phones enter their shop,
Under the counters, the teens do hop,
Teens of Telstra groan and moan,
"Who gave grey old farts mobile phones?"

Where do they draw the line?
Things are not suitable for the times,
Some things so not funny, eh!
But acceptable norms do change,
As through the media we range........

A stranger looked at my palm,
I thought it would not do me harm,
What is this she's telling me?
When the future is a mystery,
What is in my life line,
A tracing of a lifetime.....

We must be politically correct,
Or is it a flawed concept?
Does it stifle chats honest?
But, we must be politically correct!

Can you hear Beethoven down the years?
His Fifth symphony can move you to tears,
I listened to his music alone,
His deafness, his music in tomes,
Can you hear Beethoven down through the years?
His Fifth symphony can move you to tears........

A strong smell memory,
What do lilacs smell like to me?
It's like a childhood prompt,
of a garden long gone,
Sweet fragrances divine,
Lilacs in old gardens, time
passed, scent memory,
What do lilacs smell like to me?

What bores you?
Do you accept BS too?
Yawn! Can't you get anyone better, grot,
Whining is so tiring, boring, I've got
so 'over' your whinging, you see,
I'm sure you can get someone better than me!

I did eat brown rice, one day,
Yeeeccch, never again,
Then was wholemeal pasta, eh!
Yeeecccch, never again,
I did at that café,
Yeeeeccch, never again!