TWO true simple DIMPLES

TWO true simple DIMPLES

Two are the dimples on my face,

True, they are simple and in place,

But which of them faces the camera today

That a picture I really must display?

Mirror, mirror

On my heart's wall

Hurry! Hurry! Answer my urgent call.

Which is the fairer of the two?

Which is clearest?

Which is true?

The left I’m tempted to choose

Though the right I don't want to lose.

The right brings me memories I cherish

And the left builds moments I relish.

Mirror, mirror

On my heart's wall

Hurry! Hurry! Answer my urgent call.

Which is the fairer of the two?

Which is clearest?

Which is true?

My pretty dog that I love and often miss

Wants to wish me luck with a doggy kiss.

I know I must draw close with either my left or right cheek

But the answer is all I ever ever seek.

Mirror, mirror

On my heart's wall

Hurry! Hurry! Answer my urgent call.

Which is the fairer of the two?

Which is clearest?

Which is true?

If I had all my life and time

And could add more lines to this rhyme,

I will cooperate till I make the choice

That will separate me forever from the boys.

The camera will soon blink.

The flash will soon wink.

My image will soon be captured.

And my face will soon be pictured.

Whichever of the two that will appear

I will love and still hold the other dear

Until the mirror, mirror on my heart's wall

Answers my humble humble and urgent call

RAISE NOT PRAISE!

RAISE NOT PRAISE!

To the teacher who taught me 123 and ABC,

Through to the one who will help me get my PhD,

I write these words just to say;

Happy world Teachers' day

If the lesson note book on the shelf

Can jump onto the table all by itself

And fill it numerous pages

With topics from English’s verbs to math’s percentages

It will agree

Surely With me

That teachers should not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised

If the long measuring rule

Can move to every pupil in the school

To inspect hankies, socks, nails and even pubic hair

And punish them for not giving their body proper care

It will agree

Surely With me

That  teachers should not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised

If the class attendance book, call it the register

Which is bound by cello tape and even plaster

And filled with strange names like Obiba Rasta

Can call out names for the pupil to respond; present master,

It will agree

Surely With me

That  teachers should not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised

If the pointer which doubles as the cane

Can all by itself inflict pain

On pupils who don't want to use their brain

And warn them not to be silly again

It will agree

Surely With me

That teachers should not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised

If the blackboard and the chalk

Can stand from 8am to 2pm and talk

About the flower and its stigma and it's stalk

And how human's also aid pollination as we eat and walk

It will agree

Surely With me

That teacher should not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised

If the red or black ball pen

Can mark homework and give some pupils 8 and some zero over ten

 It will agree

Surely With me

That teacher should not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised

If the text book can set questions for end of term examination

Type, invigilate and mark before vacation

Then give to the report card the marks of every student

So it can fill itself and give the usual remark-More room for improvement

They will agree

Surely With me

That teachers should not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised

If you've been able to read this write up from start to end

And can even write a comment, then my dear friend,

You've got to agree

Surely With me

That teachers should not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised

If one of these days the pen, chalk and other teaching equipment

Are found at the entrance of the parliament

Please don't sweep them away

Cos this is what they've come to say;

Teachers must not only be praised

But their salaries must be raised.

© MARCH 2011