friendship #tiki’sguild

Ingrid has invited us to discuss things we are grateful for here at #dversepoets pub. so here is a piece I wrote to be shared with the friends I have in one of the two writing and spoken word groups I am a part of. the pic (taken 2018) is of my first time sharing at an open mic in the Tiki’s coffee shop where the group formed shortly after. the friendship group has outlasted the coffee shop which sadly closed in December. I am always grateful for such friendships. even if I do poke fun at them from time to time. I have read this to them.

Guild Party line!

(A poem about friendship. Six almost limericks poking fun at the friends of the Tikis writer’s guild.)

There’s a lad called Mark, who’s not socially mobile.

Who would love to grow up to be noble.

He loved to give everybody a ring.

But his conversations sometimes would sting,

Not everyone he would ring were so docile.

Suave Dave he did sing, creating quite the buzz,

After he shaved off his facial fuzz,

Clean shaven and bald faced,

Thought he had the new song aced,

Thinking everyone listened, but nobody does.

Long tall Tony loved to give the girls a bell,

He knew the way to their hearts with what to tell,

Tall tales he had sold about his height,

With the girls he meets, did they get a fright,

And that why Tony came to dwell in his cell.

Big hearted James was shy about when he had to tinkle,

He thought everyone’s noses would always wrinkle,

So would always avoid any one on the blower,

Even if he had to tinkle a little slower

It’s just a shame he was a tad fickle.

Verena was the lonely lady of raspberry city,

Lived alone and only ever spoke a little ditty,

Until she drank a cheeky raspberry cocktail,

Then chatted to much she forgot to exhale,

Now her appearance looks awfully s****y.

(Re written from a blog post).

Rog, worked to sell crap over the dog and bone,

He would always speak in the same tone,

could always make his customers fidget,

Trying to get them to spend over budget,

Even when in the little room sitting on the throne.

©12/11/2022 rog leach