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Saturday, October 15, 2011

OLIVER

'Oliver'  by  Trish  1994

'Oliver's Wheel  of Fortunel'  by  Trish  1994
                                                                        (Oliver's Word's at Work)
                                                               I'm told I'm strange, a weird sort of chap,
'Oliver's Protector'  by  Trish  1995

sort of not really on the every day map.
I tell folk, 'well that's me, it's just how I am,
So be it, if you see me as a strange weird man'.
However, odd, or come Whatever may,
Of one thing I'm certain, on the day,

When I start to work, at a man's job,
I'll put my shoulder to the wheel,
And I'll earn every 'bob'.
(for me, 'bob' = ten cents)

Tushie
                                                                             
'Energy Image'  by  Trish  1994





'Oliver's Grandma'  by  Trish  1995



















A BIT OF AN OLD BIDDY?
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She certainly doesn't look the best

Wouldn't put her, to the test,
But many's the good tune on an old fiddle,
Especially if you can play, hi diddle, diddle.                                                  
'After all, what is, this myth about old age',                                                            
Grandma says, so family members say,                                                           
'It's like starting a book, in the middle, or at the end',
The story comes out anyway, if you're not round the bend.

Tushie
                                                                                                                                                                                              




                                                               
                                                             
                                                                                                                          


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