I knew an old lady who use to say
“Ain’t it grand?“
about subjects big and small
on local people
and the town hall
her positive attitude
on all subjects
earned everyone’s gratitude
and the local newspaper ran
her column about the community
and her love for this land
readers looked forward every week
to read about their town’s activities
that were so unique
all good things come to an end
but she’ll always be remembered
as a godsend
100 words –
Let’s shoot the breeze and spill the beans until the cows come home. We can pig out on a piece of cake and do the Aztec two-step in a public velodrome.
It doesn’t always take an ace up your sleeve to deceive, you can make people believe you’re the next best thing to sliced bread, if you use your head. It’s all systems go when you have a bird in hand for a one-night stand.
Just go along for the ride when people think your snide, don’t hide. Slang is here to stay – like rock and roll – it isn’t going away.