Kicking a ball…

rangers getting coached right

Half Time Talk

When I was a kid and still very young
my whole idea of having fun
was to get with my mates and kick a ball
and the girls would cheer and watch us run
no interest in them that I can recall.

Moving along in just a few years
my mates and I still kicked the ball
but this time we tried to impress the girls
hoping that one would not like them all
but pick one of us that was most enthralled.

As time moved on the girls came first
as many of us settled down
married with kids not much time for games
life was never ever the same
on weekends we still got together and kicked a ball

Further on down the line
marriages failed and its alimony time
visit the kids once a month
and maybe take them to one of our games
this time in the older guys league we played.

Time has passed and the kids have grown
and they all play in a league of their own
trying to impress the watching girls
choosing a mate as life unfurls
and it all starts with kicking a ball.

Now I am old and life has passed by
the closest I come to kicking a ball
is to cheer on my team as I watch them play
thinking of what were the good old days
when we were just starting along our way.

“Football, English Style is good for the soul”


Fish and the facts of life



Just when I thought they were all through
the Koi are at it again and anew
chasing each other around the pond
males beating on anything in female form.
It is such a dramatic way to mate
and all of this just for the sake to continue the line and babies make.

This is not the way for humans to act
although maybe it was way back in the day
when humans walked upright for the very first time
and the only way to continue the line
was to bonk the female on the head
to make her submit and drag her to bed
or wherever else the act took place
as man ruled the roost way back in the day
and women were there for the male to play
flexing his muscles and other parts too
with a brain so small he hadn’t a clue
that the act he was doing was part of the plan
to continue the line of women and man.

I have a friend who has read my rhymes
and compares the Koi to her man who appears
at times to want to revert to the way
that cavemen acted back in the day
and tries to dominate her by his strength
although, no bonk on the head to date
in an effort for him to mate.
She lets him think that he is boss
and has got his way because he is male
but the truth of the matter is
he fulfills her need when she desires
but lets him think he won the day
for this is the woman’s way.

Times have changed from back in the day
the man no longer has his way
for women no longer submit to his whim
and in truth, the dominate ones have become
if they say no, or a headache I have
the male can no longer resort to force
as truth to be told, the women rule
and men know this as they are no fool
the only way for them to succeed
is to be nice and know that it matter not
what they would like to believe cares not one jot
that in this modern-day the women rule
and the truth is, the man is the tool
for all the things that they want that requires a mate
can only be had for the womans sake.

Clever they are in how they succeed
allowing the male to honestly believe
that he has one over on the lady of his life
whether she be a good friend or his wife
the only way the male will get by
or even wish for the joy and the day
when he feels that he has got his way
for foolish it is for the man to say
Look at me for here in my house
I rule the roost, for I am King
I can do most anything
as long as my wife say’s it’s OK
for me to be Boss just for today.

And the cycle starts all over again