No, I was one of the mugs who went through the war, its losses of family and years of hardship so your generation could moan about their lot and faulk it all up.
As this is Mark’s personal thread (and so long as his poems do not refer to anyone else on the forum - whether directly or indirectly) I think Mark should be allowed to say whether he’d rather someone not post in it.
I’ll add the first two people to that list, gumbud and dukeofearl - please stay out of this thread as it’s clear you’re obviously not participating for amicable discussion.
Been a funny old day - but I’ve seen similar
Becoming older creates memories - quite a thriller
But deja vu kicks in more often than not
Spoils things really - makes life not so hot
Wisdom is supposed to be passed on so I have heard
But such knowledge is not welcomed which is absurd
No-one likes to be told anything - to believe your word
So I carry on going through my daily grind
Keeping myself to myself but I’m not kind
I don’t suffer fools gladly or at all in my mind
Dealing with people can be such a bind
Continue as you have done so for so long
To become over 50 you can’t be doing too wrong
So take heart that we do know best
But keep such info close to your chest
Wots with this ‘luv’ I seem to be getting from all and sundry these days? I thought I was mister aloof, mister untouchable. Youse lot are mistaking me for someone else.