Changing Tastes Part 2: Food

I browse around the grocery store

There’s cake, lollies, cookies and more

I look at the treats, so artfully arranged

And think of how my tastes have changed.

Chocolate’s a good place to start  🍫

(A subject quite close to my heart)

These days it’s dark choc that I favour

Milk? White? Too sweet their flavour! 

I once loved a slice of cake  🍰

Now, most times, I don’t partake

Donuts, profiteroles, eclairs

For them, I really have no care.

Fruit juice, soft drink – not for me

Nor is ice cream (how can that be?)

With all those changes it must appear

There’s nothing left to bring me cheer.

Past the dessert bar I’ll keep walking

But antipasto? Now we’re talking!

Savoury snacks? Oh, yes please!

And I’ll have some of that yummy cheese. 🧀

While I enjoy all those savoury tastes

They’re probably no better for my waist!

All those sweets - you can have
But I might be tempted by some pav...

Changing Tastes Part 1: Booze

My body has changed as I’ve aged

But that’s OK - I’m not enraged

Something that I never knew

Was that my tastebuds would change too.

I browse around the liquor store

And see wine, beer, spirits, and more

All those drinks, so artfully arranged

But, oh, how my tastes have changed!

I once thought wine sweet and fruity

Was a thing of endless beauty

But now I’d rather end my day

With a nice cab sav🍷 or chardonnay. 

I decline spirits, mixed and pure

I’d much prefer a smooth liqueur

I’ve cut back on beer, coz I can tell

All that gas makes my tummy swell…

With all those changes, you may think

There’s not much left for me to drink

Baileys? Kahlua? Make mine a double!
And I never say "no" to some (dry) bubbles 🍾

Proud Ned Stark

A Game of Thrones limerick

There was a noble Stark named Ned  

King Joffrey said “Off with his head!”  

Joffrey’s mum Cersei  

Advised some mercy   

But sadly proud Ned wound up dead  😢     

Sick Day?

(A true story!)

Called in sick – no work today 🤒

A single word I can barely say

A headache and no energy

I really hate this lethargy.

“You’ve got a virus”  the GP said.

“Go home and go back to bed

Lots of water you will need

Rest your voice – do take heed.”

Now I’m here, home alone

No errands to run, no ringing phone

I should nap for an hour or two

But…there are so many things to do.

It’ll only take a little while

To deal with all the paper piles

I really will feel much better

When I’ve dealt with every bill & letter.

A Tale of Thinning Hair

I’ve never fussed much with my hair

My style is generally “wash and wear”

I keep it short – there’s little to do

Fancy styling? I have no clue!

Curlers? Straighteners? Not for me

I’m really lazy and carefree

Until now my only whinge

Has been my pesky, curly fringe.

My Little Boy: A Pee Story

Once toilet-trained, my little boy

Made the most of being “free”

Inside, outside, far and wide

Oh, the places he did pee!

My little boy “watered” our lemon tree

In a bid to make it grow

I’ll admit that’s really not so bad

But it was just the start, you know.

My little boy peed from atop our slide

Oh, he laughed with such delight

As his “waterfall” splashed side to side

And his sisters ran screaming, in fright.

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