The Tales of Old

by Ralph Randolph Sawyer
(Houston, Texas)

In days of old so far away
I wove some yarns had much to say
But far and wide the tales I told
Were just a bit of life so bold
Artistic nonsense they were not
But tales of laughter soon were bought
They took them home and did repeat
To their families a special treat
I did not weave the yarns they said
So funny lines were often read
In warm abodes and by the fire
Saved for when all would retire
So if you have a joke to tell
Learn it now and learn it well
For each is worth its weight in gold
For these become the tales of old

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Tale of old
by: Maureen Dennis

Well that's life, people hear and see what they want, which is not always the truth, its only their opinion. Excellent words... I love them

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