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Happy Chainsaw Day

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I’m a happy chappy playing with my toys
Chopping off the branches making lots of noise
But I’m being careful as you all can see
Playing in the garden my chainsaw and me

I often play with ladders climbing to the top
I climbed up this blue ladder for the tree to lop
All the upward branches have to come down you see
Then we can pick the olives from lower growth he he

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When I’ve finished cutting there’s a lot of stuff about
But its a happy chappy who is climbing out
Of branches lying on the ground where they’ve just been cut
Now I have to clear it up before I cut more stuff

When the tree is finished it will look quite bare
Till spring comes a calling and green shoots it bears
Then it should show its flowers and turn a creamy green
And then in the autumn olives should be seen


Its looking pretty stumpy now but that will not last long
The birds are getting rather cross their insect boughs are gone
But soon it will start to grow again and then whoopy my friends
I can get my chainsaw out and we will start again

(C)  C A Bosc

Sitting In The Garden

I was thinking of a summers day
Sniffing the air smelling new mown hay
Late in the afternoon on a summers day
Sitting in the garden

Sitting in the garden in the evening shade
Looking at the flowers nodding in the late sun
Sunhat shading my old eyes now my work is done
Still sitting in the garden

Sitting in the garden drinking a cup of tea
Watching my little bonfire just the dog and me
Soon be time for walkies for my dog and me
Sitting in the garden

Sitting in the garden making the most of the sun
Just lazing here and resting this is so much fun
But come tomorrow it will be gone back will come the rain
No sitting in the garden wont get wet again

(c) Michael Bosc

Oh Damn!

Oh damn I can’t remember what I came in for,

now I shall have to go outside and come back in once more,

was it knife or scissors or maybe just the string,

perhaps it is the watering can or maybe just a whim,

I wish I could remember oh damn and blast the thing


I wish I knew why I was here it’s just escaped my mind,

sugar, coffee, tea what did I come to find,

I didn’t write it down as I have done before,

I’m home again and oh damn,

I remember what it was that I went there for.


Now where are my glasses, I had them here just now,

before I went to make the tea I can’t find them now,

I’ve looked in all the places I could have put them down,

my head what’s this oh damn my brain their sitting on my head.


I know it’s someones birthday I’m going out to tea,

but who do I buy a present for a him or perhaps her,

I have a card to write the name oh damn there goes the door,

it’s me it’s me I’m the one the birthday tea is for.


Today I’m going sailing on a laser fast no less,

then next week it’s sky diving with the best,

then there are my studies with Open University,

oh damn it all when will there be a little time for ME.


Retirement is a state of mind at least it is with me,

on the go never slow enjoying things that’s me,

to enjoy my free time is my only aim,

oh damn it all I’m in my fall I am young again.


Now I’m not going senile or losing my mind,

I am just so busy it’s all a case of time,

if ever I should slow down or it ever came to pass,

oh damn and blast it all I’ll just sit on my ass.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

Happy Times

The wind in the sails sun glares off the sea

I’m sailing the channel feeling free

I don’t have to rush no work for me

I’m on my boat, I’m retired you see.


The trees need pruning to provide a crop

The pruned branches for fire wood I’ll chop

But not in the sun, it’s far to hot

On my farm in the forest I am free

I’m retired you see.


Watching the birds in the trees is fine

Sitting in this chair of mine

Cool glass of something in my hand

At peace, at home, this is me

I’m retired you see.


My writing set out on my desk

In shady gazebo here I wrest

With plots and characters all is fine

Laptop’s ready but not me

I’m retired you see.


But now it’s 3.30 and I am off

Down to the river don’t you scoff

The petanca courts are calling me

My friends await we all are free

We’re all retired you see.


We are young at heart and in our minds

We really do enjoy our time

O.A.P’s we all might be

But you’ll not find us lacking oh no not we

We’re all retired you see.


Life is not just for the young

We can now relax and have some fun

Oh happy band of peeps are we

Long may we be so me and thee

We are all retired you see.