Eyes big as pies
He looks to the skies
”Thank you God he says
Hungry Henry’s happy today!”
He devours what he sees
Rubs his belly then drinks tea
Settles down for a little nap
The cat purrs away on his lap
A growl wakes him from his sleep
It must have been all them sheep
For counting them made him rumble
Now it’s time for some apple crumble
An hour later he wolf’s the lot
He could’ve carried on, but stopped
So for a walk by the beach he goes
The smell of fish wafts under his nose
So to the chip shop he went in
Ordered cod and chips with a happy grin
Salt and vinegar and a pickle too
Oh how Hungry Henry loves his food!
He gets home just past nine
Sleepy he is, must be the wine
A bar of chocolate or two he does have
Then off to bed, dreams to be had
As he drifts off he thinks on breakfast
The fry-up he’ll have but cereal first
Washed down with orange and tea
Hungry Henry is as happy as can be!
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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