The
Perverbial Five Senses
The
eyes have a thousand nights
and
each day is a sight to see.
Eat,
drink, and – it’s on the tip of your tongue -
put
your merry where your mouth is.
A
nose by any other name
sniffs
out trouble and smells the roses.
Ears
lend me your friends:
cheers
of words and the spheres of music.
Skin
deep is the beauty
of
nerves headstrong hanging by a thread.
A Wardrobe of Perverbs
To
have your hat and eat it too
time
to put on your thinking cap.
A
rose by any other name’s the same
through
rose-coloured glasses.
Off
the cuff, bright as a button,
someone
gives you the shirt off their back.
While
another, pocketing red-handed
would
take the shirt off your back.
An
old school tie fashion statement
fit
like a glove, goes: keep your shirt on.
Every
dog coat has its day but
when
I am old I shall wear the cat’s pyjamas.
To
catch someone with their pants down
is
a bit below the belt.
While
the emperor’s new clothes show to effect
the
ornaments of his birthday suit.
Shrouded
- a dress dressed to kill
is
a dress to die for - in mystery.
When
the shoe is on the other foot
who
knows if you’re coming or going.
To
walk in someone else’s shoes
means
putting a sock in it.
TABLE
A
Fable of the Table
The
table is a twinkle in a very stable desktopper’s retina
only
needing a start-up from a capable enabler.
The
table stands up to scrutiny in a beta beat-up form
nothing
a few squeaks and tweaks won’t upgrade.
The
table is unlike any other project worth the name
or
attachments, please patent the table as soon as able.
The
table manual is load-bearing and world-beating a babel
read
the small print before signing where X marks the spot.
The
table is a by-word amongst the many alpha competitors
with
most distraction coming from the wheel.
The
table demands more science than the wheel, we feel
user-friendly,
flexible and next generation.
The
table is global sits comfortably in any room
kneels
outdoors unfolds or expands in any climate.
The
table, true, can be addictive though not as much as the wheel
still
until they cut cables undersea watch the markets.
The
table, users find they can keep working there for years
simply
wondering why they didn’t think of it first.
The
table now so everyday no one even notices how
it
casts metaphorical shadows and fresh aspersions.
The
table, its stable of innovators champing at the bit,
takes
everyone on the ride of their lives.
The
table asks what did you do before me
with
blank amazement, for which it’s become renowned.
The
table. Tell us how you rate the experience:
square,
upright, extensive, inter-active, confusing, not my bag.
The
table is disabled, is the simple message sampled
write
via login to your op bot for further information.
The
table on wheels is the latest fusion innovation
live
the illusion, test the label, take it for a spin.
The
table, very possibly, undergoes a takeover
now
all eyes are on the syllable-dripping pen.
The
table must adapt to the stylish stone stylus
or
simply collapse under its own weight.
