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I'd rather open doors
Than close them
Although i once heard
Of a man, quite absurd
Who disguised himself
As a door
Unfortunately
His **** fell off!
The trouble with open doors
They get mistaken for jars
Then let in draughts
I personally prefer chess
Other doors
Are like portals
To other worlds
Knock knock
Who's there?
A door
Adore who?
A dormouse
What?
Where's the exit
Which ways the door
The way of the door
Is by the doorway
As one door opens
Another one closes
Like chapters in a book
And so the door
Becomes no more
Than another page
To turn

by Jemia
I need a wee!
A wee what?
A oui?
No!
A wee!
Nein!
No, not nein!
Non!
Just one small ***!
Petite pois?
No!
Nein!
No, just one wee
Ah, wee!
Nein!
Non?
No!
A wee!
A oui?
Yes thanks!
Merci!
No mercy needed!
Danke?
Only on a tuesday!
Quoi?
What?
Look!
I'm simply going for a ****!
For nein pous?
Bye!
Those English!
Very strange!
Oui!
Ja!
Och!

by Jemia
Ding-a-****
Sing-a-little song
Dinga-dinga-dinga-**** dell
Ding-a-****
OOOOH what a pong
I think your nappies got a smell

by Jemia
(written for my 1 year old, as I was changing her *****- yes, I was inspired by poooetry!)
I was told i could write
About anyTHING
But noTHING came to mind
Although someTHING
About noTHING
Was really hard to find
I tried to think
Of an anagram
It took me all the NIGHT
But despite a bit of sleuTHING
I couldn't get it right
I couldn't think of anyTHING
Or think of THINGS related
My heads' run out of words to write
And ive ended up constipated
It's a sheep in wolves cloTHING THING
Baaaa!

by JemiaTHING
This strange existence
In this strange new world
As invisible forces
Control our life's
We now roam this planet
Like masked bandits
Fearful of what we touch
Or breathe
And all those
For whom we may grieve
Hoping to wake up
And finding
It's all been a dream
Then blurry-eyed reality
Creeps in with the awakening
Wake up! Wake up!
Please wake up!

by Jemia
Happy Something (31-12-2021)

Should auld acquaintance
Be forgot....
"Who you calling auld?"
"Forget what?"
"Is it tomorrow yet?"
"it is in Australia!"
"Must be all those Kangaroos!"
"Cheers!"

by Jemia
Net
Net

In a far of place
As yet mostly unexplored
Two green ponderous eyes
Appear through thick foliage
They watch
With great intensity
As a spider
Busily weaves
Laying out its table
To catch its passing breakfast
And is soon satisfied
As a moth
Haphazardly
Crashes into the silk tapestry
The eyes blink knowingly
The green eyes
Then appear
At the waters side
There are some men
On small skiffs
Casting their nets
And within a few moments
They are pulling in
Flapping fish
The green eyes blinks
Waves
Then fades
Into the shades
The boy with the green eyes
Wanders along a forest path
He is pondering
Over what he has witnessed
And as he is approaching
The nearby village
To share his discoveries
He is suddenly
Pulled into the air
And finds himself
Caught in a trap
Of ropes
He now knows
How the moth, and fishes feel
But he is lucky
As he has a small knife
And cuts himself free
But his freedom has a price
As he falls into the jaws
Of a tiger
His green eyes
Dimmed
Then died

by Jemia
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