Where Best To Fall

From here we are
To near and far
There are
Those who owe
And of whose debts to pay
That we may
One day
As of all owing
Be that north winds are blowing
Then to the east further
Over the seas and rather
Next skipping on over
Whole continents best
To the middle of the story get
Until east again
Then to Europe
Only to find the truth shines
Down south in the dark continent next
Where from the lesson long
Homeward bound now and belong
Easterly all bar in India’s pause
Is the solution quite plainly
Nobody’s patent
Yet of earth’s five elements
Each just as we need it
To pay for that we refused of
Naught but our own self to disabuse with
This tale I’ll never tell
Of whereabouts your next fall is
And take note of this countenance
For within the sort of the best
Will those who have abused of
The methods for God’s love
Find themselves next trip’s intolerances
Through receiving only of criminal fill
And when blaming this if daring to still
That might just find itself
Far too disabled
To sustain human will
That perhaps you’ll all better fare well
Through the exo-skeletal
Those of you who so tell
So remember this well
Not before five all
And well alive fall
Even if somewhat poor

Twelve sets of three gifts

Six books
Take a look
Three of each kind
Which sort is for your mind



Three egg cups
Yet can you but
Eat three at a time
Or have you two brothers
Who might
Like to share these duck’s treasure
For dinner tonight



Three DVDs
Were bought by me
And a fourth
Was the first
A more perfect gift given me



Three reined in
Dear friends
In Deers of the rein
Down the chimney been trained



Three sorts of stuff
For a Harry Potter fan club
Which could you like
And which might
Take a hike



Christmas crackers
But are they really bangers
Or the same inside
Their old name is a Bon Bon alright



Three balls for juggling
Not exactly round things
Yet for throwing and catching
Can you share of these three things?



Six soaps
Three of each
Of two sorts
Is a boat
Of course
To experiment because
One of you might have received
A third olive oil sort
By Christmas Eve



Three key rings
Are a Biblical thing
For comparing
To the stories in Qur’an
We might already long sing



Three cases
Of pencils and rulers
But no staples
Are the colours arranged
In a be different from one another
Sort of game



Three bags
Of a smaller sort
More portable of course
Than what that red headed mother
Last year stitched to your shoulders
So look inside
To see if she could provide
The same sort of surprise
Every year no less wise



These three balls
Are a hairy sort of fall
Into three more

Will

Will it be when
But not uncle bill
For when he did still
That the blame upon women
For not letting men love us
Could not be found until
We learn it was upon
That failing to reconcile Australia
Is being blamed to the P&C associations
Right across this nation
By the sort of bad majic we ban
In the culture of Australians
Which makes falsifications
And prevents who was being blamed
From knowing what of that we were being thus lamed
Is now the time to tame
And that of what was the fame
In which all Australians defamed
A story of being wedged between
The bad milk
And the
Food story
Of how an acidic diet can make you do
What you had no reason to
Was how we were caught between
And that we knew the real scene
And our culture is stronger
In real Kinship longer
Is that we survive that sort of blame clean
So believe
This might be
The story upon which was
Never any money because
Every cent which blamed
Anybody harming a child's safety
Can be by accident that which caused
How any child ever could have been less than safe
So in today's world
There is no need for
The word "paedophile"
This because