Tag: Funny Poems

In 2013, we toured all the 80 Gromit statues in Bristol (and one in London, Paddington) to raise some money for Medical Detection Dogs, who trained Lola. This beautiful golden Gromit was at St Nicholas Market. Gold and Silver are at the end of the rainbow, not in the sky, but in the ground… there is more gold and silver in Carole Bromley‘s poem, below – thank you, Carole!

I Wish

I wish I could live in the dolls’ house

and sit on a velvet chair and sip

from a silver goblet  

I could sleep under that patchwork

grandma made with a cotton wool pillow

and keep my socks on all night 

I’d loll against the kitchen sink

like the silly pipe-cleaner doll

washing the one gold plate

Sometimes I’d take a bath in the pink tub

and gaze up at the bare bulb

until it grew late

then I’d take down one of the paper books

from the shelf and kick off my shoes

and contemplate

If I felt like it, I’d go out of the tidy front door

carrying the tiny peg basket

and gather china fruit

I’d share it out with the wooden dog

and the three-legged cat

and warm myself at the grate.

If I could shrink and not grow up

I’d live my life in the room of gold chairs

behind the five-barred gate.

© Carole Bromley

Joke:

What’s black and white and red all over?

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