Mrs Noteworthy.

Mrs. Noteworthy

Mrs. Noteworthy a lady of elevated society

Attended a silent auction by invitation only

She acquired an old mansion in the ritzy section of the city

Upon inspection her plumber found her plumbing in disrepair

He laid pipe in the bedroom in the kitchen he did likewise

He laid pipe in bathroom he did likewise in the ballroom

He did likewise in the poolroom in the garden he laid pipe

He laid pipe in the guest room in the library he did likewise

Mrs. Noteworthy a lady of elevated society

By invitation only she attended a silent auction

An old mansion in the ritzy section of the city she acquired

Her plumber a contract she gave to upgrade her plumbing

He laid pipe in the closet in the toilet he did likewise

He laid pipe in the terrace by the furnace he did likewise

He laid pipe in the courtyard in the backyard he did likewise

In laid pipe under the pavement in the basement he did likewise

Mrs. Noteworthy a lady of elevated society

To her complete satisfactiototal her plumber laid pipe

His cheque and a glowing recommendation she provided with a smile

With a smile to housewives his services she advertized 

Mrs. Noteworthy’s plumber is now doing a booming business

For the excellent plumbing services he provides

With a smile he continues laying pipe.

Anthony S.Phillander©215082016

When TRUST is go---------

         When Trust Is Gone

When trust is gone relationships becomes dysfunctional

Society no longer has a foundation on which to stand

Losing its backbone no longer are our words our bond

Whereby society is left standing on sinking sand

From one moment to the next fact becomes a chameleon Decisions are swaying like waves on the ocean

Trust civilization’s building blocks are becoming

Icebergs in the midday sun

When trust is gone distrust and skepticism abounds

Integrity and character are only to be found in museums

Society is constantly sowing the seeds for its destruction

Where anarchy and chaos will reign supreme

When in god we trust becomes a rhetorical slogan

In reality we trust no one not even our fellowman

Our annihilation is becoming a forgone conclusion

Without trust civilization will cease to function

When trust is gone all we are left with is an illusion

A mirage in the distance devoid of substance

Nothing concrete to hold onto or to count on

Without trust all is lost trust is society’s building block

When trust is gone even the currency we count on

Cannot be counted upon

Without trust what left for us to build on?

Anthony S.Phillander©11062017

Hands in the ear Hands in the Ear

Hands in the ear, Hands in the ear

Hands in the ear Hands in the ear

Everywhere you look you can see hands in the ear

Crossing the streets with their hands in the ear

Driving their cars with their hands in the ear

Hands in the ear Hands in the ear

You don’t have to look very far to see hands in the ear

Climbing up ladders with their hands in the ear

See the distracted drivers with their hands in the ear

Hands in the ear Hands in the ear

Everywhere you look you can see hands in the ear

Ever since cell phones appeared

Everyone’s got their hands in the ear

Unaware of their surroundings

Everyone’s got their hands in the ear

Hands in the ear Hands in the ear

Everyone’s got their cell phone in their hand in the ear

Everywhere it’s cell phone in hands in the ear

Cell phone in hands in the ear hands in the ear

Hands in the ear hands in the ear.

Anthony S.Phillander©06122017

Heart on Wings of A bUTTERFLY

 On the wings

    Of a butterfly

Let your heart fly

On the wings of a butterfly

Take the load off your heart

On wings of a butterfly let your heart fly sky high

Hitch your heart on a butterfly wings

It will sing as it rise high into the sky

See your heart smiling enjoying the ride

Riding the wings of a butterfly into the sky

Let your heart fly

On the wings of a butterfly

Take the load off your heart

On the wings of a butterfly let your heart fly sky high

Run away with your imagination

When your imagination runs away with you

Hook your heart on the wings of a butterfly

Ride the wings of a butterfly high into the sky

Let your heart fly

On the wings of a butterfly

Let your heart fly on butterfly wings

Smile and enjoy the ride

On the wings of a butterfly let your heart fly.

Anthony S.Phillander©30042017

Traffic Jamming

    Traffic Jamming

Traffic jamming as if it’s a snail pace grand prix

Nothing but traffic for as far as your eyes can see

It’s another holiday long weekend and everyone’s unhappy

On the road going nowhere fast as traffic crawls endlessly

On top of a pick up truck stuck in the jamming traffic

Musicians trying to ease their frustration began jamming

Jamming in the traffic and instantly people began to party

Partying in the jamming traffic it was a traffic jamming party

Traffic jamming as if it was a snail pace grand prix

In the jamming traffic it was traffic for as far as your eyes can see

Holiday long weekends hi and byways are always packed to capacity

On the road traffic jamming and it’s no use being in any hurry

Standing on top of cars and trucks people were stuck in traffic

Musicians in their frustration in the traffic began jamming

Jamming a hot and bouncy melody in the jamming traffic 

 It was pure ecstasy in the jamming traffic oh what a party

It was a jamming traffic party when we were stuck in a traffic jam

Musicians on a pick up truck struck up a traffic jamming rhythm

Now people are anxious for the jamming traffic and ready to party 

When the next holiday long weekend come around

In the jamming traffic it will be another traffic jamming party.

 Anthony S.Phillander©30032016

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