Norman Concrete possessed a talking spleen
Whose patter was clever rather than clean.
He answered Mark, a bit of a joker,
Who accused our hero of being mediocre:
‘I may be average, but at least I’m not mean.’
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About TanGental
My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline.
I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy.
I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere.
These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
Oh! That’s so clever 💜💜
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A bit nerdy perhaps?
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Well…… No definitely clever 😂
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A talking spleen! Wonderful. Next you need a singing liver and an orating pancreas!
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I simply have to find a role for an orating pancreas. Giving talks on insulining one’s home to protect against sugar storms maybe…
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Good one!
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Well done, Geoff, I am rather fond of limericks.
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I do my best. My dad was a genius at them
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