It is the twentieth of September
Twenty-twenty now high time
To put away my head of tumbles
And resign from Ropey Rhyme
There is no special reason
For my state of rhyme demise
As I look for better things to do
After writing fond goodbyes
Well there it is there’ll be no more
In fact there’s nothing left to say
Though I will leave a trace of it
For six months and a day
From statistics on my blog I know
How many viewers came and went
Upright though my motives were
Some not deserved to ever vent
Looking back I penned a bunch of them
Not too many will I keep
Enough to pull my eyelids down
When I’m struggling to sleep
But above all I give thanks to those
Who took some time to read a few
Maintaining stacks to measure from
Whether reading old or new
Goodbye farewell I’m signing off
For me at least its been a hoot
Though far too many went their own way
So in the end I had to scoot
A special extra thanks for the many Likes and Retweets on Twitter – Tea's a Geezer
@kennetletts
“Never mind the Cobblers” It is not finally confirmed yet as there is a possibility that my Grandfather whom we presumed related back to Northampton Shoemakers was born in Paris France. As if we hadn’t had enough speculation on the ‘who and where’.
Since 2011
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Cliff Letts
