Ferdy

Ferdy is so wild — a Victorian fox,

We've had him quite some years;

Every bit as ferocious as he looks,

He's still of boundless cheer. 

Christmas Comes But Once A Year

Christmas Eve

The Eve of Christmas Eve

On the eve of Christmas Eve

Twenty-one years today;

In dense fog we did leave
And set off for the bay.

Farewell toxic town
Now turned brown;
Goodbye half my life.
I take with me a wife.

But leave all else behind.

Heavy mist still kept us blind

When we reached the place

Where beach and sea laced

Our view until the next day

When all things special we did find.

  

The Pianoforte

The Pianoforte

What can I say

About A A

Other than he

Could play

Easily

Every day!

The pianoforte

Was his way

To be 

Happy.

He'd have been

Ninety-seven

Had I seen

Him play

Today

On the pianoforte.