Well, it hits home, Bill, although I’m a 2 or 3 a.m. type myself. Kinda understand Patrick’s hesitation about 'sheer terrorism’ — though I took it as overweight irony…
Doug
> On Mar 2, 2016, at 2:46 AM, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> Well, you may be right, Pat but I wanted to appropriate the word for
> something other than tabloid titillation.
>
> Bill
>
> On Wednesday, 2 March 2016, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]>
> wrote:
>
>> Hi Bill a subject identified here !!cheers P
>>
>> did find 'Sheer terrorism, this old age' a bit heavy going repeated so
>> often -yes I know it's a refrain a lighter touch??
>> cheers from a gloomy Raynes Park
>>
>> -----Original Message----- From: Bill Wootton
>> Sent: Tuesday, March 1, 2016 10:30 PM
>> To: [log in to unmask]
>> Subject: Ballade of interrupted sleep
>>
>> Comes a time when the mid-night piss
>> calls for resolve after weighing up
>> whether to rise or give it a miss.
>> Why'd you accept that second cup?
>> Retirement: you've been sold a pup.
>> Can you lie still, you need to gauge?
>> No, move you must or you'll erupt.
>> Sheer terrorism, this old age.
>>
>> Remember times of nightly bliss
>> when dreams flowed on, no interrupt,
>> your liver cause of no anguish
>> - a full night's sleep, zero hiccups.
>> Now pelvic floor you must develop.
>> Who thought you'd ever reach this stage
>> when nature's call should so disrupt?
>> Sheer terrorism, this old age.
>>
>> Sometimes you'll think nothing's amiss,
>> your bed a field of buttercups.
>> But believe it like an atheist:
>> your body's got its own setup.
>> Sleeps right through it will corrupt.
>> If only you could disengage.
>> The breach in slumber so abrupt.
>> Sheer terrorism, this old age.
>>
>> Envoi
>>
>> Doc, you decide - it's a toss-up:
>> Before another night's outrage,
>> should I go and get a checkup?
>> Sheer terrorism, this old age.
>>
>> bw
Douglas Barbour
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