Seems as apt today as ever….
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
Some enjoy a pint, some prefer a pill
Some are shallow, followers of fashion,
Some see their art as the epitome of passion.
Some pay a fortune to retain their youth
Some hold the common touch, some just stand aloof.
But wherever you stand on this spectrum
Finding joy remains a conundrum.
The secret is not found in one’s reputation
Nor in some chemical hallucination.
The simple truth is clear, as was ever thus
Always say you’re sorry and never make a fuss.
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My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published four books - Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle, My Father and Other Liars, Salisbury Square and Buster & Moo. In addition I have published three anthologies of short stories and a memoir of my mother. More will appear soon. I will try and continue to blog regularly at geofflepard.com about whatever takes my fancy. I hope it does yours too.
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Nicely done, Geoff.
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Thanks Sue
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Good one His Geoffleship!
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Your poem brought a big smile to my face! Sometimes it’s the simplest solution that draws the most joy.
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Yes so true.
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A song to live by!!
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Hope so
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‘Sorry’ is always appropriate!
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It usually works well
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Should be the national anthem…
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Ah but what’s the tune?
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The Benny Hill theme, surely
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Yes. Silly me. I I was stuck on something Mozarty
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Elgar, surely. ..
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I bow to your knowledge oh wise owl
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