Graham Lambert on Clubhouse

Bio

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Still writing terrible poetry.
Woodsman/ self employed Arborist
PTSD Awareness
Born and raised in the land of broad acres
Married to Memsahib
Apiarist 🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝
Arborist🪵🪵🌳🌳🌳🌳
“ Nothing,like something,happens anywhere.”
Go’wniaki
Website talesfromateadrinkingnation.Wordpress.com
Twitter@Lambert&son vintage cycles
Haiku
My Japanese friend
She makes beautiful music
Wonderful Hiro

“He didn’t want to look but couldn’t help himself, she was like a well to a dry man,wide hips to hold and eyes full of story’s all he wished for was to her to speak to him, instead she looked up and smiled and he became as dumb as a shoe.”

Limerick
Did you know their are seven types of syllable ?
They make up a word, and make sentences fillable
It may causes a scowl
But it’s got to have a vowel
If it doesn’t it just becomes unliveable

“ She smelt of books and sunshine and all the little things he desired….”

“Never enough time,
Never enough of you,”

Suburbia 2

We once tried doing S&M
I Shall not be doing that again
I wish I’d known when we got wed
She had a thing for tying me to the bed!
And then it turned into a farce
For she smacked me on the arse!
What if mrs smith we’re to see
Across the road
At 83
I’d never ever live it down
Oh the gossip around town
How I was smeared in tomato sauce
And my wife head to toe in leather of course
The tale of how I ended up sprawled on the floor,
Because while handcuffed I tripped over the Labrador
I think I can honestly say this for certain
If we do it again,
I’m closing the curtain.