The rain insists on sticking around
To make more puddles on the ground.
The Irish won and went away.
When's Wednesday?
It's today.
The NZRU is upset,
Investors haven't made much money yet.
They say the boys have let them down.
When's Wednesday?
It's today.
Catholics like to blame the devil but
Money is the root of all evil.
The poor old All Blacks did their best.
When's Wednesday?
It's today.
Luxury once was bread and honey
Now it's having too much money.
You can't spend it when you're dead.
When's Wednesday?
It's today.
On this morning, how's it goin'?
Okay, I'm just writing this poem.
Now the wind has stopped its blowin'.
When's Wednesday?
It's today.
We don't dry our clothes anymore
They're in a basket on the floor.
Because our dryer isn't okay.
When's Wednesday?
It's today.
Our mechanic's name is Ray di Ator
He said we need a new alligator.
I only said that for the rhyme.
When's Wednesday?
It's today.
Is there such a thing as winter fever?
I don't want this poem to go on forever.
It's time to have a violin play.
When's Wednesday?
It's today.
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Okay, everyone loves a good poem.
TC will leave a comment saying, "And this isn't it."
The old chap is pretty predictable.
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| He sure won't take my comment lying down. |
Ah, well, thinking up a humerous reply will keep him busy and help keep his mind off Mike the right wing tennis player.
It's still pissing down here. I think I might be lazy for an hour. I'm stuck at home with no car because my daughter's car needs a new radiator and she has mine. My big task today is how to get the washing dry. Our clothes dryer has died and the replacement won't arrive until much later next week. I've been using a laundromat but can't get there without a car. Such is life.
Ciao tutti.
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Wednesday? It's bloody near Thursday after reading that near interminable poem! Sheesh!
Just a question - why has your daughter got your radiator?
No, Ray di Ator. The mechanic.
Oh right. Is he Sol Enoid's cousin?
No, he's related to a guy named Star Timota.
Well, he is a cleaner after all.
Maybe he could come around and re-wash your dishes, re-vacuum your floors and re-wipe your bum for you.
I'd be happier if I could hear him play some of those caprice 24 variations without resorting to Haydn. That seems like a copout.
"I'd be happier if I could hear him play some of those caprice 24 variations without resorting to Haydn".
I don't know what that means but ...... hey ho! I'm making a vegetarian pizza (artichoke heart, potato, jalapenos, olive, asparagus, capsicum etc) washed down with a couple of glasses of Stoneleigh Rose.
Sheesh!
Shouldn't you be in Himatangi by now?
I hope you remembered to take a shovel.
Heading off this morning.
Pottery flooded. Ceremony postponed. Tomorrow I go with Ian to try to pipe out the water. Evidently there is a water pump that he knows how to run. There is a lot of water. We plumbers call this process transubstantiation.
Not Baptism then?
Sorry to hear of that.
If the pump doesn't work that big white hat of yours could come in handy as a bailer.
Thanks for the advice.
What's happening?
Look on the bright side - Sam Cane will at last be fired as captain of the ABs.
No, no such luck.
"Jesus will never be fired as head of the Catholic Church."
That's a shame.
If he heads up this corrupt institution then he deserves to be given the boot. At least Sam tries - he's a hopeless captain but he gives it his best shot. Your Jesus has been behaving like a cunt for a couple of millennia and, if he heads up an institution that has rorted, tortured, mislead, abused, defrauded and lied to society then, as CEO he's responsible.
You boys!
Why has Jesus never captained the All Blacks?
Pottery Update.
Today we will hopefully be able to pump the water out of the pottery. Uncle Steve had a system set up but the pump hasn't been used in a very long time. An old friend of his knows all about this and is helping. Fingers crossed.
24, oops, 25 comments!
Jesus Christ! That's a lot of comments !
Sorry about the extra space after 'comments'.
The water wouldn't have worried Jesus. He'd have just walked across it.
I'd pray to Saint Vincent if I were you. He's the patron saint of plumbers.
I'd also get the July Guys Trio together to do a few numbers like Backwater blues.
Just a thought - trying to be helpful.
All good, you're just giving me more comments.
My first school was called St Vinent de Paul. They never mentioned him being a plumber.
I just read about Vince. It said nothing about him being a plumber.
Tsk!
Another lost in translation with the Catholic Church.
The guy's original name was Saint Vincent de pull-through. He was an expert at clearing sewer pipes which is why they made him a Saint.
Why didn't they just call him St Vincent de Plumber then?
Or St Vincent de Plombier?
He was French after all.
Haven't you got a swamp to drain or something?
I don't know what Robert's ranting about but how's it going up there?
Got things fixed up today. There's a pumping system that Ian, a friend of Steve's and a really great guy, showed me. Our two kids showed up too and did a really great job. Things are looking much better tonight
Good to hear it.
Thank god for Saint Vincent.
Thank god for plumbing.
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