Poles Apart

BLUE MONDAY

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POLES APART

I wonder just how true this is!

Just look at all those thoughts of his!

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Sex seems to dominate his brain.

I've heard that time and time again.

'Every two seconds' I have heard

A man thinks of finding himself a bird.

Every two seconds? That can't be true.

Not when there's so much else to do.

Some men write enthralling books;

Some men are bankers, some are cooks;

Those men would be failures! They'd be wrecks!

If all they thought about was sex!

And where are 'Cars' in the illustration?

Many men I know have a car fixation.

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Then we come to the female version......

Admittedly 'Talk' is a great diversion.

But 'Shoes'? I scarcely give them a thought

Except when they just have to be bought.

However I have friends who find

Shoes are often on the mind.

'Love' and 'Babies' do dominate,

Plus the serious task of finding a mate.

Yes to 'Security' and 'Respect';

They matter a lot so that's correct.

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This picture's for fun, no doubt about that,

But how much truth are we looking at?

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The Nazis burn books in the 1930s

THE PILE

What did we lose, I wonder; what wisdom and what wit,

When Hitler piled the books on high and the eager flames were lit.

Mercifully, many authors had books in print elsewhere

But there were countless manuscripts that vanished in thin air.

Maybe we lost the answers to questions we still ask;

Maybe we lost the instructions to some still-puzzling task.

Maybe some glorious poetry to thrill the human soul

Went up in smoke for ever when Hitler took his toll.

Maybe works of science to improve our human lot,

Flared and died  and disappeared and he didn't care a jot!

We'll never know what we have lost;  but the thought still gives us pain.

Surely the Burning of the Books could never occur again!

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PS
Rebecca, my daughter, hates me to take photos of her but she published some shots herself on Facebook yesterday and I've stolen my two favourites.

Blake, my eldest grandson, 13.

And Blake's Mum, Rebecca.
Good genes, but none of them mine!
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