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POETRY YOU POST ON HERE.
POETRY YOU POST ON HERE.
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The kiss of the sun for pardon
The song of the birds for mirth. One is nearer Gods heart in a garden Than any place else on earth. |
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When all the others were away at Mass
I was all hers as we pealed potatoes They broke the silence let fall one by one Like solder weeping off the soldering iron Cold comforts set between us, things to share Gleaming in a bucket of clean water And again let fall. Little pleasant splashes From each others work would bring us to our senses So while the parish priest at her bedside Went hammer and tongs at the prayers for the dying And some were responding and some crying I remembered her head bent towards my head, Her breath in mine, our fluent dipping knives Never closer the whole rest of our lives. Seamus Heaney `When all the others were away at Mass` Never |
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MD now bringing threads back from 2 years ago. Very bold, mate.
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I LIE ON THE BED
I LIE ON THE FLOOR I LIE ON THE SETEE I LIE NEXT DOOR WHY CANT I TELL THE TRUTH  Do Wah the poet  I miss you do wah  |
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Thanks Mister Badger for the poem by Mike Harding and the link. I used to watch him on tv many moons ago but have not seen him since then, I think.
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Hey annie.
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Hi bodil, are you sober or drunk?
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Oh england what a state
no improvement under johnnie southgate a draw with spain what a pain get sis alex, its not too late Laugh |
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The time has come the raven said
to close your eyes and hang your head and walk with me through barren fields to stand among the dead |
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I'm glad I haven't got a houseful of (non-existent) refugees like Chit Chat's very own Ian Mohammed
The place would be like Corbyn's train WASN"T, i.e. 'Rammed' It would make me SEETHE, probably resulting in me going off my rocker listening to loud music by The Damned THE END Copyright Alun2005, 2016. |
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NH Racing
Run run jump run run jump run run... Right to the winning line, such fun. |
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Flat Racing
Run run run run run run run run run run... Right to the winning line, not so much fun. |
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To be sung to the tune of I wish it could be Christmas everyday.
When the Newsman got to glow because we Voted No and you could not wipe that Big Smile off my face When the neighbours heard me cheer Whoop for joy and crack a beer I was jumping like a child around the place O, I wish it could be Brexit every day, When the bells would ring and we'd be out the door o.k I just wish it could be Brexit every day, So let the Bells Ring Out for Brexit . When the pundits were so glum cos They got the E.U exit wrong Despite all the fear and doom chucked at our face, We defied the EU Clan and chose to make our stand You could hear the disbelief from miles away.... So I wish it could be Brexit every day When the bells ring out We put the E.U Schemes away I just Wish it could be Brexit Every Day... Let the Bells ring out for Brexit! TGM |