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Animal Crackers With a neck like a swan Some as cunning as a fox The breeding like rabbits With the strength of an ox As wise as an owl Maybe work like a beaver The cheek of a monkey Like a dog in a fever To drink like a fish Or be quiet as a lamb To crawl like a snail And be tight as the clam Hopping mad as a frog Perhaps shifty as the shark Be as dirty as a rat With the voice of a lark A symphony of animals in full serenade A jigsaw of creatures is what we are made. The book looks great Musty ! Congratulations are very well deserved ![]() A tip of my hat to Neo Soap for his great animal poem
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Wow! My beautifully presented slim volume has just been delivered, much earlier than expected. How fitting that on Remembrance week the last poem in the book is "Tommy & Harry".
If anyone is looking for a special Christmas present, I can recommend this. ![]() Thank you again for buying the book, I'm humbled that anyone would do so Quote:
And I remember them going out and coming back good old AS and the kid in the ad, nice one.Musty.
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The book looks great Musty ! Congratulations are very well deserved
![]() The cover photos were taken by my very supportive brother, without who there'd be no book at all ![]() ( I agree on Frank's brilliant animal ode too ) |
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Tommy & Harry was one of my first 'epics' Biz - I divided it into three parts. Those sorts of poems take ages to write though.
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The cover photos were taken by my very supportive brother, without who there'd be no book at all I loved the book cover too - you make a good team. ![]()
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The Wallops
Great Britain’s quaintness tally Includes Virginia Wade, The haggis, Sally’s alley, Tom thumb and Hey Jude’s fade. Each scone with jam and cream lets Joy grow, but coast to coast Of all our pretty hamlets Which one do I love most? From John o’ Groats and Pinner To Land’s End views that stun The Wallops are my winner; Three villages in one. It has no cliffs like Dover, It may not quite be Troy But Nether, Middle, Over Give triple Hampshire joy. Thatched-roofed each Wallop dozes, Such cottage peace is rare, Lanes, gardens and red roses, They filmed Miss Marple there. As gorgeous as doves cooing And dollops of ice cream, Like lovely teapots brewing The Wallops are my dream. © |
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It made an impression on me the first time I read it, and I seem to remember the firing squad scene in a film, where the soldier couldn't bring himself to shoot at his friend, but shot at the wall or fence behind him. I can't for the life of me remember anything else about the film.
I'm glad you liked the photos - the back cover one shows Ramsgate by the way
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I'm glad you liked the photos - the back cover one shows Ramsgate by the way
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I'm eating some cheese
It's flavour....does please.. Hope my dreams don't go bad Wake up grimly mad
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We need a footnote telling us the origin of the name - I'd better Google.
Quote: Possibly 'valley with a spring or stream'. In old English wella or waella plus hop. Marvellous trivia
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I am the Magic Bullet
You wonder who could pull it Off, a plot so vast, I am the magic bullet Who haunts the US past. In Dallas on that Friday How secretly I gleamed, The sort of do-or-die day JFK never dreamed. First shot missed but some dead-eye Hit flesh, as fate ballooned How flattering they said I Caused almost every wound. The facts are rather hazy Therefore my nickname suits, The path I took was crazy, The oddest of all routes: Into a back and fastly Out from the neck, a twist Performed in mid-air, lastly Through leg and chest and wrist. Yet on forensics wholly State experts did agree; All those contusions solely Were credited to me. I shook the world as lawless Exhibit 399, So pristine, smooth and flawless No magic equals mine. © |
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Hope my dreams don't go bad
Wake up grimly mad ![]() Maybe it's just folklore
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As a true dinosaur I have just the book though Biz, The Dictionary of English Place-Names
Quote: Possibly 'valley with a spring or stream'. In old English wella or waella plus hop. Marvellous trivia ![]() ![]() Quote:
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I think it's fascinating. Although I've Googled it before, I'd forgotten the meaning - my brain can only hold so much information.
![]() ![]() Even as a kid I can remember the vivid shock on November 22nd. I seem to recall the normal BBC schedule being replaced by sombre religious music with no pictures. For me, the assassination of John Kennedy was a turning point equal to all of the really big historical moments. |
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The Passing
The passing of depression Relieves a burdened mind, Which free of dark suppression Leaves sadness far behind. I pass close to the woodland Where nature tends to thrive, Confirming in this good land It's good to be alive. The passing of a second Should never be in haste, To rush when no one beckoned Reveals the time you waste. The passing of a minute With peace can so beguile A few remain lost in it To meditate a while. Some evening, tired and run down Don’t only heal yourself, If briefly gleams a sundown Enjoy its passing wealth. © |
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The Passing
I pass close to the woodland Where nature tends to thrive, Confirming in this good land It's good to be alive. If briefly gleams a sundown Enjoy its passing wealth. © ![]() It seems for a time, we will only be able to pass by the woodland, not enter into it. Let's hope not too many ash trees are destroyed. |
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Animal Crackers To quote just the beginning: "With a neck like a swan Some as cunning as a fox" Animal qualities well portrayed bb, thanks for your comments by the way. Animal Crackers reminds me of the great Marx Bros. |
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In the garden just now
I saw some more bees They looked pretty cold Sat in the trees Though they were quite fat And had furry knees. |
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It seems for a time, we will only be able to pass by the woodland, not enter into it. Let's hope not too many ash trees are destroyed.
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They looked pretty cold
Sat in the trees ![]() It's about time some channel broadcast a Marx Brothers film Frank, I haven't seen one for ages
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Carry On Kenneth
Raucous cackled leering Sid, The lifeline pay was paltry, Fond of Hattie; God forbid The thought of Charlie Hawtrey. When the cheap films stunt your fame As smaller stars get bigger, When you crave the dating game But hate your face and figure. Mangelwurzel round the Horne, Loud at another soirée Using slang to fight the scorn Of gays he talks Palare, Comb your riah, bona noise And when you feel frustration Have the Barclays, sexual joys Are dead despite temptation. Everyone's a crashing bore Except your mum, it's noted Lou sits in the front row for Her son's shows all devoted, Yet the heart aches long and blind, Were yearnings in the closet Cruel and why was life a bind, O Kenneth please, what was it? In a restaurant rejoice To smash the rules that cage us, Flare the nostrils, raise the voice, Proceed to act outrageous, Make them plead for more until They're crying tears of laughter, Catch the instant of a thrill, The empty flat comes after. Bitch about your awful health, Read endless books on culture, Acid-toned despise yourself And every liberal vulture; Gleeful at the great divide Where pain removes the bayonet Grateful go with suicide, Leave diaries to explain it. © |
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Cape Jealous
Cape Jealous the cliff-top location, Cape Jealous above a long span Of beach for the perfect vacation Where she lived ten years with her man. The marriage vows humbly committed Endured because both deeply cared, A true golden oldie still fitted; The Windmills Of Your Mind they shared. Though wonderful under full moonlight To gaze down on nocturnal seas She felt in the glare of the moon slight Doubts and a puzzling unease. A decade in love till a dreaded September of turmoil appeared, She learned of the woman he'd bedded From collars where was lipstick smeared. She had her own way of responding, Hysterics and fights there were none, His fondness for sex and absconding Instead made her buy a small gun. He drove off at noon so she waited With weapon concealed in a drawer, By evening it’s certain she rated Their marriage a horrible chore. Hair washed and tied up in a turban She filled a glass calmly with ice Then made him a homecoming bourbon, A routine he’d always thought nice. Dear reader you may not believe it, As he entered glad to betray She casually let him receive it: The bullet that blew him away. It wasn’t a b-movie drama And yet after briefly he’d raved And fallen the whole panorama Seemed black and white Bogart-engraved. She waited till sirens came blaring Contented that vengeance was best, Beyond inner hatred and caring She happily faced her arrest. Some men deceive women they’ve married And never think problems can build, Cape Jealous reveals how one carried His wife to the brink where she killed. © |
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Carry On Kenneth
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Poor Kenneth. The audience only ever saw his persona, and it seems he always wore it when out in public. A very sad tale.
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I expect you are mortified to be in the spotlight of a heated debate on self publication Musty.......but just remember....Any Publicity is Good Publicity
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I expect you are mortified to be in the spotlight of a heated debate on self publication Musty
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I'm glad you liked the photos - the back cover one shows Ramsgate by the way
