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Hershey & Lucy
Hershey & Lucy together they sit,
ready to play and with something to hit.
With many bright colours all over the floor
They start in to action from window to door.
Now with the colourful bobbles and bits
Spread from one end to tother with laughter and fits.
What are we to do with this very big mess
And they’re off again with such fun and excess.
These two are crazy and oh what a laugh
Running together but Hershey is madder by half.
He is running around all over the house
Up and down hallway and all round the couch.
Now they’re asleep and the house is a mess
Lucy up top with Hershey under the desk.
Time to start cleaning this very big jumble
Oh no now children are starting to grumble.
Toby
McFall 18/04/2009
 
 
I Have A Cat In The House
I have a cat in the house I see
That likes to play and plot and scheme
I watch him in his innocent game
with the real intent to shift the blame.
He runs down the hall to the family room fast
And under the table he scurries at last
Lying so innocent, having a rest
Then up and away on another wild quest.
Over the tiles at a blistering pace
With his eyes on the prize it's a bone-chilling race.
Into the kitchen then out to the lounge
Over the table, off the wall with a bound!
Where will it end and what will be left
when the racing is over and there is stuff to a depth.
The pace is now slowing, the energy waning
Time for a rest with no strength remaining.
So the house is now quiet and the cat is asleep
Such an innocent pretence when he just looks so sweet.
Don't you be fooled and don't you deny it
The look may be sweet but a little devil's inside it.
Toby
McFall 18/04/2009
 
 
Life
is such a fickle thing
Life
is such a fickle thing its hard to find the love,
We work to hard to find the time to see it just above.
To get ahead we work so hard a better life to make
but in the end the work we do the better life forsake.
Its
just to hard this life at times to hard to see the end
and at these times so hard life is we could really use a
friend.
But friends are really hard to find the good ones true
and keen
So if you find one don't let go they are few and fare
between.
So
back to life that fickle game we play harder everyday
so when the ball is in the other court I wish it would
sometimes stay.
Then back it comes with so much force to knock you off
your feet
but standing fast feet planted true we shall not one step
retreat.
Toby
McFall 8/6/2004
 
 
Gardening
day
Today
around the house we stay
to do the work that takes all day.
We clean the house and the yard
weeding and mowing we work so hard.
After
hours of toil with dirt and sweat
it starts to take shape and still more to do yet.
Out with the edger and fork and spade
moving the plants some in sun some in shade.
Tword
the end of the day we are starting to see
all the gardens are looking quite smart through the
trees.
Now we can sit and be proud of our home
as we rest in the shade and let our minds roam.
Toby
McFall 13/06/2004
 
 
Relationships
Strength
and conviction a relationship needs
to succeed to live and to grow.
We all have to work for to plant the right seed
so that love in this relationship flows.
Work
very hard and try not to stop
not to veer or to stray from our goal.
But if we don't work just to stay up on top
our relationship surely will slow.
But
strong we will stay as the years move along
and together forever will we be.
We live in a love that forever is strong
and never use lies or deceit.
Toby
McFall 20/06/2004
 
 
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