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Randy’s Silly Saturday, Oh Deer!

Reindeer humour

Randy was now in disgrace

At Christmas he got ‘off his face’

Whilst pulling Santa’s sleigh

He went the wrong way

He was lurching all over the place

 

He’d been partaking of too many beers

Which isn’t good for reindeers

Turning up for work plastered

Could only lead to disaster

As it affected the way that he steers

 

He is hoping to go back to work

He promised that he will no longer shirk

With his lopsided antler

He can expect plenty of banter

As he looks a bit of a berk!

 

photo by Sandra Dorey

poem by Judy E. Martin

 

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In August I found this forlorn looking reindeer leaning outside a house in a neighbouring village. I sent the photo to Judy and hey presto – she’s done it again.

Stocking filler anyone? Here is a link to Judy’s book ‘Rhymes of the Times’.

Hope you have a touch of Silliness in your Saturday.

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Silly Saturday with Shelma

shell art, shell people, winkle pickers

Shelma was going out on a date

So excited she just couldn’t wait

She was looking her best

In her January Sales dress

The evening was going to be great

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Sandy lit Shelma’s fuse

She loved his winkle picker shoes

It brightened her mood

To be with such a cool dude

He banished her January blues!

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They wanted to paint the town red

But painted the beach blue instead

A moonlit walk along the sand

Strolling together hand in hand

Anticipating what lay ahead.

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poem by Judy E. Martin

shell art by Sandra Dorey

 

 

What lies ahead for this couple I wonder, any ideas?

Will it be calm seas or stormy waters?

Judy and I have enjoyed teaming up again this week. I do love her take on things, pop across to Judy’s Blog to read more of her delightfully beguiling work.

Did you know you CAN still buy Winkle-Picker shoes? I’ll be looking out for them now.

I recently found the pebbles that my grandchildren children had drawn on last Summer, lurking in the bottom of a bag. They had obviously been lying in wait, ready for an appearance in a ‘Silly Saturday’ or two.

 

Silly Saturday at the Sales

shell people, January Sales, shopping

January Sales

Miss Shelma received her weekly pay
And decided to spend it on a lovely day.
With her handbag swinging she strolled into town
Thoughts of the high street banishing her frown.
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Out of the hairdresser’s and back into the shops
Shelma looked radiant in her little white frock.
She was having a blast in the January sales
Snapping up bargains and browsing the rails.
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Hundreds of dresses, thousands of shoes
Shelma was verging on January sales blues.
She hailed a cab: ‘ To Sheldon Street’, she cried
And collapsed with all those lovely bags by her side.
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 poem by  Sue M
shell picture by Sandra D
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A guest poet today, my dear friend Sue. We have known each other for over 40 years. She introduced me to Dr. John Cooper Clarke’s poems and occassionally we have poetic exchanges via email. Sue is not a blogger and doesn’t follow blogs but we share a love for all things arty. I was thrilled that the shell collage inspired her to write a poem and name this little person Shelma from Sheldon Street.
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Have a fun filled and Silly Saturday!

Silly Saturday

And now for something slightly different (lifted from FB) – tiz the season for silly games so here goes:

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My Crafting Superhero name –  Funky Stamping Crusader

What’s yours?

Cinders?

Maggie rummaged through the ball gown rails in her local charity shops and found this little number – a bit of upcycling and she was off …

shell picture

A Panto was coming to town

Maggie donned her best gown

She was going for an audition

For the Cinderella position

And didn’t want to let herself down.

 

The producers were very impressed

And thought that she was the best

Her smile so disarming

She won over Prince Charming

And outshone all of the rest.

 

Maggie’s career had come very far

From her lap dancing days in the bar

How she loved being on stage

But missed the large wage

She could get from the cash in her bra!

 

poem by Judy E. Martin

shell picture by Sandra Dorey

 

Here we are again with another Silly Saturday.

Judy is writing a series of Christmas Limericks at the moment – just right to read out as an antidote to all those cracker jokes.

Have a wonderful time, whatever you get up to.

Strictly Maggie

 

shell art, humour, silly saturday

Maggie’s was looking her best

Kitted out in her fanciest dress

She practiced her prancing

For Strictly Come Dancing

The Shells were very impressed!

 

She really got in the groove

Performing the American Smooth

Her waltz was divine

And foxtrot sublime

Maggie knew how to move!

 

There will be no more tits and arse

Maggie was a woman of class

Her lap dancing days

Though an interesting phase

Was now a thing of the past!

 

poem by Judy E Martin

shell art Sandra Dorey

 

Judy and I have joined forces to celebrate the Strictly Come Dancing final with Maggie for today’s Silly Saturday.

Pop across to Judy’s blog to read her cheeky Christmas Limericks.

 

Yoga with Aliens #sillysaturday

yoga pose, pebble art, aliens do yogaThis yoga is really quite good

Sometimes it’s been misunderstood

When feeling depressed

Or when life gets you stressed

It can help to lighten your mood

It can make you look and feel great

Helps you focus and concentrate

The different types of positions

Help some medical conditions

There’s even one for the prostate!

Those earthlings have got it all sussed

This yoga lark is a must

You don’t have to be wealthy

To keep yourself healthy

With a body strong and robust.

poem by Judy E. Martin

pebble picture  by Sandra Dorey

 

Feeling stressed in the build up to Christmas?

The Aliens are back with a bit of timely advice. They have had a rethink about yoga and are limbering up to get fit and ready for the excesses of the festive season.

Judy and I have joined forces again to bring you another pebble and shell Silly Saturday.

I hope you manage to fit in a bit of silliness this Saturday.

I will be taking Big Bro and Little Bro to watch their Dad, number one son, play hockey. I spent many years on the side lines watching first my brother and husband, then my children play various sports, so it will be a trip down memory lane – it is going to be verrrrrrrry cold though, so I’m not sure how long we will last. I’m taking drawing supplies in case we spend most of the time in the club house.