Wednesday, 28 March 2012

The train journey and the hairy top lip

Hello again,

So I know I've already posted today but I'm new and so treated the last as a practice round. That and I just drew a picture.

Sat on the train watching the beautiful sunny countryside go by, a little something caught my peripheral vision.... THE HAIRIEST TOP LIP I HAVE EVER SEEN (and therefore the hairiest top lip in the world). I wrote a poem about it literally behind the woman's back. It was covert, short lived and unplanned. I don't proclaim to be the next Byron I just scribbled in my special book in carriage D. 

To the woman with the hairiest top lip in the world.

I'm sorry dear lady
but surely you've noticed
the caterpillar perched on your top lip.

OK, so you're old
and have a bad hip,
a sufferer of 'old age' no less
'hip' than a Kath Kidston blanket.

And yes you could thank it,
that little bug he's snuggled right there
as if your face were a rug...
or that Kath Kidston blanket.

Your eyes are blue yet grey
and betray your kind nature.
Just abandon the wildlife on your top lip,
who's on a facial venture.

But maybe you're a kinder heart than me.
Mr Caterpillar is now part of the family. 
Every dinner he cuts the roast chicken or beef or whatever you're eating
At bed you synchronise each other's snores you 'uuuuggghhhh' and he 'hooooorrgghhh'.

I'm sorry dear lady
you must have noticed dear 'Cati' on your top lip.
But I understand the relationship you do share,
and I think it's lovely how much you care.

Second thoughts.... better keep him there. 

Et voila! That was my slapdash poem I wrote yesterday sur le train. Hope it didn't assault your eyeballs.

p.s She looked nothing like the picture I drew. Which turned out to be a cross between Queen Victoria and Granny from Looney Tunes. 
This is going to be a short one.
Brand new blog.... huzzah! Hope you enjoy my blithering and cretinous tales, doodles, poems and whatever else I've created in one of my spontaneous 'arty' (and I use the term loosely) moments. 

I really should leave you with something whoever you are....

So here is a picture I drew for one of my best mates, she is obsessed with owls and I am equally fanatic about foxes. 
(It's not my original design - can't remember where I found it now oops, poor citation skills coming through here)