Category Archives: Roy’s Rib Ticklers

Roy’s Rib Ticklers #14

I was, this very afternoon, visited by Roy Williamson. Having spent 30 minutes discussing the conjugation of Latin verbs, and René Descartes “Discourse on Method, and his derivation of “Cogito Ergo Sum” (I think therefore I am), Roy presented me with his latest Rib Tickler. I include it here for your delectation:

Thank you for the flowers, she said
As she coyly smiled and bent her head.
I’m sorry for all the things I said last night,
For I was wrong and you were right.
Please forgive me!!
So I forgave her!
And as she slowly strolled, through the moonlight hours.
I said to myself “What bl**dy flowers!”.

John Keegan

Roy’s Rib Ticklers #12

Roy has reminded me of the Poem which he kindly donated to the Blog, back in May 2018. It is probably the appropriate time of year to give it a further airing.

True Love

Oh for the love of a beautiful maid,
For the love of a staunch true man,
The love of a baby unafraid,
Have been there since time began.

But the love of loves, the greatest love,
Greater than that of a mother,
Is the wonderful, caring, infinite love,
Of one drunken bum for another.