How large is your problem
How long is a string
What counts as catastrophe
Any old thing
Good towels gone rigid
Fresh cornflakes gone soft
That thing that you liked
Surely lost from the loft
Your socks all unravelled
Your teabag just burst
Such things didn’t seem
Quite so tragic at first
When news was exciting
And frightening and new
And clearing out cupboards
Was cheering to do
What fun it was finding
And fondling old junk
And poking in plugholes
And hoking out gunk
But now for a challenge
It's glum in this trough
Let’s have some explosions
Big fever bad cough
An earthquake that sweeps you
Off north on a flood
Through rough seas and cyclones
To boiling hot mud
How big is your problem
What's really at stake
It’s not Armageddon
To run out of cake
Whatever you suffered
And dreaded before
The way to forget it
Is suffer some more
Hi Gill ! Must have spent some time getting your poem to rhyme.I guess you had some peace and quiet to concentrate..Dont know how you do it. I cant find the cards,something to do with Google as other people were having the same problem. Will look again tomorrow at other cards but not much choice on my tablet. Time for bed now Mumxxx.
THE RHYMING TIMES 
Hi there! I have found the cards and like the Marie Curie Harbour one.Four packs should be enough ,what do you think?. Speak later .Mum.xxx
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Hi Gill ! Must have spent some time getting your poem to rhyme.I guess you had some peace and quiet to concentrate..Dont know how you do it. I cant find the cards,something to do with Google as other people were having the same problem. Will look again tomorrow at other cards but not much choice on my tablet. Time for bed now Mumxxx.
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