Today my pretties,
My mentor, Monkey and I have decided that you may be mature enough to appreciate not only facts and figures, but also a smidgen of the cultural realm that i, myself have been known to inhabit.
No one is inviting you to move house and live in this rarefied realm, but i allow you on various occasions to visit with a friend, or maybe your family minus any children under 2 years of age, for just a few hours.
Take advantage of this exclusive offer and perhaps you will get that set of 6 steak knives you covert.
(That's not a promise though it is a possibility).
O.K.
i see you are eager to begin, so here, without further ado is my poem.
i have called it "my past life", as it concerns my past life, or rather, my past life as i remember it.
MY PAST LIFE.
Most of us have vague memories of some past life
When we were some-one important
Some people were this famous artist
Some people were a knight who fought in a famous battle,
but were cut to pieces on the last afternoon.
AND THEN THERE’S ALL THE REST!
The cleopatras,
Most of us have vague memories of some past life
When we were some-one important
Some people were this famous artist
Some people were a knight who fought in a famous battle,
but were cut to pieces on the last afternoon.
AND THEN THERE’S ALL THE REST!
The cleopatras,
The shakespeares,
The King Arthurs,The Joan of Arcs:
I’ve met hundreds
With fascinating lives they might have led
somewhere in the distant past…
Take me for instance:-
I was a lizard
But I got eaten by a kookaburra…
So there.
ponder well on the information herein and cherish the existence you have, so that in future times, you might remember this past life, and be pleased that you behaved and dressed as well as you could.
No need to thank me for the enlightenment.
i remain for now;
FACTUAL KERRY
the end................................
seriously, that's all.
bye
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