Johnny One Shoe
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Percy’s Secret Pigs
Johnny One Shoe Doorbell rings Who can it be? Oh! Itʼs our neighbour from 43 Exchange niceties About the weather ‟Quite cold today” I remark ‟Changeable as ever” Although sheʼs charming And quite discreet I notice she keeps looking down at my feet Curiosity wins Downward glance Maybe itʼs something to do with my stance? Nothing that I can see! So what is it thatʼs drawing attention? And sheʼs far too polite to mention Another glance might explain Her looking me up and down again So I look a little longer This time I decide to ponder Sure enough! As I stare On my feet thereʼs not a pair They donʼt match Theyʼre not the same colour Shoe on left foot Slipper on the other No! I didnʼt buy them From one of the well known stores And, guess what! You wonʼt be surprised to know Iʼve got another pair like these indoors. Copyright © 2009 John Snell
When When all the tears have fallen And smiles are in their place When all the problems of the world Have left the human race When all the homeless in the world Have found a place to sleep And all the thirsty and hungry Given something to drink and eat When all the disillusioned Find purpose in their lives And all the angry and insecure Can put away their knives When all those on drugs and drink To help them through their day Seek help from those around them To find a better way When politicians realise They too can play their part Not just speak the words from their heads But rather from their heart When the world continues to look with pride If youʼre rich and greedy Instead of how much you chose to give To the poor and needy When sickness is mere history And thereʼs an end to pain Then the whole world can rejoice And be what it should be again When all these changes come to pass Iʼm sure Iʼll want to smile But Iʼve got a feeling in my heart It wonʼt be for a little while Copyright © 2009 John Snell
Percy's Secret Pigs "Whatʼs that noise coming from Percyʼs shed?" I asked my Mum one day I think she knew all along But didnʼt like to say "I think he must be doing something" She said, rather than be upfront "Surely someone ought to help him” I reply "Cos I can hear the occasional grunt" Iʼve seen him carrying bags of something All the way down to the shed Looking like Father Christmas Without a hat on his head I didnʼt know what was in the bags But I had a good idea So for now Iʼll keep it under wraps And go by what I hear The grunt didnʼt sound that human to me Animalistic I think And thatʼs another question I asked Who is creating all that stink? If itʼs Percy whoʼs responsible Iʼm sure the doc must have a cure To me it smells like something familiar Yes! More like farmyard manure I notice heʼs put a light in the shed And is out there in the middle of the night I wouldnʼt have known he was there But strange noises woke me up with a fright And why is he digging his garden? At two oʼclock in the morn Iʼve noticed heʼs always out there But goes in just before dawn His veggies are always superior to ours And Iʼve often wondered why He has two foot long parsnips And runner beans ten feet high Once in a while Iʼm woken up By a lorry, and a lot of grunts and squeals Looking closer I spy four legged animals Being loaded onto these wheels Unless Iʼm mistaken, Percy They look like pigs to me I know the light is not very good But good enough for me to see! You know you shouldnʼt keep them Iʼm sure the council will create merry hell But donʼt worry, as long as the occasional leg of pork comes our way Weʼre certainly not going to tell Copyright © 2009 John Snell