Nifty
Saturday 12 September 2026
poetry
Nifty, a word that flits like a kite,
In breezy markets and sunny delight.
It tugs at the grin of a clever chap's smile,
Turning the ordinary into something worthwhile.
From gadgets that gleam with a polished sheen,
To thoughts that are sharp and ideas serene,
Nifty's the spark that makes chores feel light,
A British wink in the everyday night.
So raise a cuppa to nifty flair,
To tricks up the sleeve and solutions with care—
For life's little gems, both slick and sly,
Are simply, splendidly, wonderfully nifty.