An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
Old Goat Blues (a Limerick)
Nancy’s “Feeding Time” post from last week sparked this limerick. A stray comment of mine turned into a tiny blues riff about Billy, the old goat who can’t keep out of trouble. Nancy >> Feeding Time – The Elephant’s Trunk
Old Goat Blues (a Limerick)
Billy the silly old goat Instead of his wild oats He ate the old leathery shoes Now he needs a glass of booze To clear his sole full throat
And because Nancy’s goat set this whole thing in motion, here’s a porch‑blues groove with just enough swagger to keep his hooves tapping.
G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer.
I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.
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What a fun limerick, Ivor! 😆
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Thank you so much, Aptivi 🎶📖📘🥰
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My pleasure, Ivor. ☺️
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This is brilliant, my dear friend, and great fun! Love the limerick and the music; a great find! Thanks especially for the nod; much appreciated. 💙🥰🎶
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And thank you for prompting me to write a Limerick, I had not done one for ages my friend 🎶🥰📖📘
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Nice
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