Poor Billy Joe by Toni Newell

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Billy Joe was very angry
And he had lots to say
About Archer’s poor behaviour
Happened almost every day.
‘You get us into trouble
I always take the blame
Trying to protect you
And taking on the shame.’
‘I’m sorry’ Archer barked
‘It’s just that I’m so young
I need some stimulation
And I need to have some fun’.
‘That’s all very well for you
Do you ever consider me
I constantly look after you
Appreciation I never see.
I think you’re very selfish
If you’re really my best friend
You’ll have to make an effort
Put bad behaviour to an end’.
‘Well I can only try
But there is no guarantee
That I can do what you ask
For my spirit it runs free.
I want to be your best friend
And behave accordingly
I’ll do my very, very best
You just wait and see’.

One week had passed
And all was going fine
Archer had behaved
Which was a good sign.
Billy Joe so happy
He could hardly bark
And Archer, angelic
Didn’t leave his mark.
‘There you see’ barked Archer
‘I told you I would try
I think I have succeeded
Bad behaviour say goodbye’.
Billy Joe was sceptical
But he had to admit
That Archer had improved
He should get some credit.
Now Billy Joe and Archer
Will be friends for life
The young lad now behaving
Not causing any strife.

Poor Billy Joe by Toni Newell

Image from Pixabay

World Laughter Day by Pauline Cleary

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There are games and pranks and jokes and larks.
There are funny looks and odd remarks,
comical lines and witty asides.
It’s always good to see the funny side.

A giggle, a snicker, a hoot, a guffaw –
these are the sounds we enjoy and applaud.
We fall about laughing; we roll in the aisle.
We double up, chortle, snigger and smile.

So, here’s to laughter; here’s to fun,
to witticisms, gags, jests and puns.
When things look grey and not too bright,
we can always look for the funny side.

World Laughter Day by Pauline Cleary

Image from Pixabay

Pyjama Party by Linda Davidson

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Dressed in PJays and ready for bed;
We’ve cleaned our teeth – or so they said.
Excited whispers and cheeky looks;
Tiptoe down the hall – some carrying books.

As the door closes, the giggles explode
Like someone pressed the chuckling mode.
There’s stories to tell; eruptions of laughter;
Dreams being told of happily ever after.

Dancing around and talking about boys;
Playing pop music replaces playing with toys.
Trying on new outfits while swinging hips;
Iphone messages and trending clips.

Friendships formed and memories made;
Thinking they’re adults as childhood fades.
Giggles of joy and chatter that’s hearty;
There’s no sleep tonight at the Pyjama Party!

Pyjama Party by Linda Davidson

 Image from Pixabay