Sunday, 20 September 2020

Never Mind The Cobblers

Picture by Greg Rosenke

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



“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
1422 Ropey Rhymes
300 Mini Muses
100 Timely Rhymes
230 Arthymytic


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Cliff Letts