He made it just in time
By the skin of one’s teeth
By a hair’s breadth he got away
What stupendous relief
A miss is good as a mile
That was to close for comfort
Almost is not the reality
No reply is a retort
He was at sixes and sevens
This one is round the bend
She has some odds and ends
He’s difficult to comprehend
That’s a hot potato
This one’s too hot to handle
I won’t touch it if I were you
Either way it’s a gamble
A penny for your thoughts
This costs an arm and a leg
Penny wise and pound foolish
A rich fool will soon beg
Barking up the wrong tree
Or beating round the bush
Even hearing on the grapevine
Be careful before you rush
Let sleeping dogs lie
Then let the cat out of the bag
Kill two birds with one stone
Watch the doggy’s tail wag
At the drop of a hat
The ball is in your court
I’ll be glad to see the back of him
I’m not making sport
I wanted the best of both worlds
But I bit off more than I could chew
Thought it was a blessing in disguise
But suddenly I was through
Don’t cry over spilt milk
Or because curiosity kill the cat
Every cloud has a silver lining
In the world of tit for tat
In the heat of the moment
They could not see eye to eye
But straight from the horse’s mouth
The talking horse was a lie
I wouldn’t be caught dead
Tasting someone’s own medicine
But I would take it with a grain of salt
And bear it with a grin
While one was going off his rocker
The other was on the ball
I preferred to sit on the fence
As opposed to sitting on a wall
A picture paints a thousand words
So back to the drawing board I went
It was once in a blue moon
That finally I made a dent
In the whisker of a moment
He was whisked away
It’s time I was out of here
Before it becomes my day
Stewart Russell © 2016
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