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Great alternative view of all those brilliant super heroes Frank! I grew up with Batman and Spidey - a DC or Marvel comic only cost one and six in those days ![]() |
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Thanks Musty, on checking Spiderman was in Marvel & I have revised slightly will post amended one with spelling corrected.
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Jane Harrison (GC)
Barbara Jane were her given names
Of a Bradford family called Harrison; In life she went by the simple "Jane." Bank work probably became a bind, Other horizons came into her mind; To find a more say enlivening trade, A due to be tragic switch she made. An air hostess or "trolley dolly" to be Au fait with her French, flying BOAC. The sad tale due to unfold told today In media, Jane's photo is on wikipedia, Dressed neatly in stewardess uniform, Prim and proper smile quiet, but warm. She would attain a mere twenty three A future life of glamour would never be. One day her Boeing flew up for Sydney With expectation of that long haul flight But soon one turbo engine caught alight. Vital field training led Jane's crew to act And bravely Jane stayed till the very last. Helping a disabled passanger, a die cast Most were out safely but her luck ran out Duty, personal sacrifice courage no doubt. For the loss awarded a rare George Cross. There's so much more than complimentary Peanuts to their "glamouress" sky business. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Harrison_(GC) |
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Of a Bradford family called Harrison; In life she went by the simple "Jane." |
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I am the magic bullet
You wonder who could pull it, I triggered such a blast, I am the magic bullet Who haunts the US past. In Dallas on that Friday My metal jacket gleamed, A total do-or-die day To shatter what John dreamed. A shot missed but the dead-eye Hit once, as fate ballooned How flattering they said I Caused every other wound. The facts are rather hazy Therefore my nickname suits, The path I took was crazy, The oddest of all routes: Into the 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; Those seven wounds were solely Attributed to me. I shook the world, I'm flawless Exhibit 399, So pristine, smooth and lawless No magic equals mine. © |
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Batman Superman Spiderman and Robin (revised)
[correction to posting on 21/3]
What between panels lurks within the comic? Should Batman romp with Robin in gay frolic, If Superman knocks back booze, not villains Perhaps off DC's page at stages he's alcoholic. Or in another dimension it's best not to mention Marvel's Spiderman pulls legs off spiders, feings This web of deceit he keeps neatly up his sleeve. Who'd believe spidey to be a covert arachnophobe, Or Clark's quirks as in phone booths he disrobes? The quick-change out of his sheerest frilly panties Gives new meaning to superhero secret identities. |
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Nicely corrected Frank - Spidey was never a DC type of super hero, he was far too vulnerable,
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I am the magic bullet
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Batman Superman Spiderman and Robin (revised)
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Such a shocking event. What on earth goes on in the minds of these assassins?
![]() ![]() Top assassins don't worry about morals - it's a great wage for achieving their paymasters' goal. And Lee was the Patsy
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I've been puzzling over the meaning of "feings" Frank, but haven't come up with a solution.
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I wonder if Frank meant 'flings' Biz? 'Flings this web of deceit' makes sense
![]() Biz and Musty, sorry despite my spotting errors of spelling 2 in one piece which is very bad I didn't spot that one, simple typo to excuse my rank bad spelling: it should read FEIGNS, to explain, sort of rhymes with villains. I must proofread better in future. Sorry to confuse, thanks for trying. Frank. |
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Biz and Musty, sorry despite my spotting errors of spelling 2 in one piece which is very bad I didn't spot that one, simple typo to excuse my rank bad spelling: it should read FEIGNS, to explain, sort of rhymes with villains. I must proofread better in future. Sorry to confuse, thanks for trying. Frank.
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Riddle solved
As Batman sometimes said when fighting the Riddler
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Riddle solved
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Now Appearing In A Park Near You
Winter's temporary part
Upon the stage is done Its season's time is run A new act is in the wing Welcome as is the sun Scene's set for Spring For daffodils to appear While birds give cheer Our play is due to start |
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Evening all. Lovely days these.
![]() Robin nesting in my little fir Red flash and beak full of softness I wish you safe harbour, and joy to come. Then sing me again your winter song. |
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The Citadel of Sleep
You're leaving consciousness behind And sinking to the deep, As deep as rusted cavern keys, As deep as Lord Poseidon's seas, The Citadel of Sleep. You melt away from what is real Then open that great door, As rationale begins to end There aren't advisers who attend, To give instructions or Stop you from falling through the void Where pleasant dead-ends trap, A vortex and oasis too, The road to somewhere fake and true, A journey with no map. Although the mind is absent now Emotions cannot hide, Repressed for comfort but it seems They surface here in picture-dreams, Those feelings you denied. This block suspending active life, This unknown castle keep, You're floating with a safety net, A guest where no one's foot has set: The Citadel of Sleep. © |
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Scene's set for Spring
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Robin nesting in my little fir
Red flash and beak full of softness I wish you safe harbour, and joy to come. Then sing me again your winter song. It never fails to uplift the heart
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The Citadel of Sleep
You're leaving consciousness behind And sinking to the deep, As deep as rusted cavern keys, As deep as Lord Poseidon's seas, The Citadel of Sleep. You melt away from what is real Then open that great door, As rationale begins to end There aren't advisers who attend, To give instructions or Stop you from falling through the void Where pleasant dead-ends trap, A vortex and oasis too, The road to somewhere fake and true, A journey with no map. Although the mind is absent now Emotions cannot hide, Repressed for comfort but it seems They surface here in picture-dreams, Those feelings you denied. This block suspending active life, This unknown castle keep, You're floating with a safety net, A guest where no one's foot has set: The Citadel of Sleep. ©
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*applauds* PM me when you are in print Musty! Your stuff is better than a lot of published poets
![]() A bad eye infection stopped me from spending time with the friend who was going to help me make my poetry file on Saturday. I'm recovering now though ( I can see again! ). Once the file's done I can select poems for a potential collection
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Thanks Twass, you're very kind
A bad eye infection stopped me from spending time with the friend who was going to help me make my poetry file on Saturday. I'm recovering now though ( I can see again! ). Once the file's done I can select poems for a potential collection ![]() ![]() Glad you are on the mend ![]() *squirts Musty in the eyes with antibacterial whooshy cream*
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Fill Yer Boots
This isn't a poem though but a little satirical piece I wrote (it is a cod-Dickens-style metaphore on class) inspired by those riots practically on my doorstep in Ealing. Just wanted someone to see it.
(A sort of pantomime: Fill Yer Boots) Cast of characters Edward Notamillionaireband a good natured dullard possessed of unrealistic ambitions to head the realm David Notamillionaireband overthrown by his more stupid brother Nicholas Cleggconvert deputy beadle who has signed a Faustian pledge Vincenzo Cabelliari suave diver and dancer bit of an oily “merchant” yet anti-banker David Cumberbund an obvious toff and actual Old Etonian (former member The Bullingdon Club) but now unostentatious family man and first citizen of the realm the 19th Old Etonian to fill the post George Osborn Biscuit late of the Bullingdon club, millionaire but mean miserly keeper of the nation's coffers Boris Johnsonovich old Etonian coincidental ex-member Bullingdon Club, second generation immigrant latterday Dick Whittington wannabe and classicist who looked towards London for fame and fortune attaining eventual mayorship after much pantomime Ken Livingstill Hardup, rival former mayor of London and High Sheriff of Greater London loser of mayoralcy title to Boris, thoroughly bad loser and newt owner and betimes pissed as one Uriah Hopeless: a former kickball referee The late Ronnald Barkis (appearing only as a ghost: the one and only - in the spirit world – K/A “Ronny,” to say his catchphrase : “Barkis is willing.” David Copafeel a mild grantless student pacifist beaten regularly on all fronts Our hero Copafeel orates: "It was the first year of our overlord's coalition. Dark dealings blighted town and country in the bleakest Winter known to memory. It was a dickens of a time and no mistake what with those revolting fellow students of mine beating me up because of my non-confrontational posture on the fee issue. That hurt added to being truncheoned in all my innocence outside Cumberbund's Party fortress where only a rare stroke of luck occasioned my dodging that candlestick hurled down by that buffoon ruffian on the roof, a supposed Marx socialist whatever that may be. I would not be knowing thence lest it is that he is a member of that band of troubadours and strolling players I have heard about the “Marx Brothers,” if I recall. I could not see them of course on my pittance of a stipend, present income as m'friend McCawber says affording only misery being in deficit of outgoings, and it will be no theatre for me for many years whatever expectations I have on future remunerations being eternally hitched in hock to the usury of bankers. For amusement if for no other purpose I attended today's City Hall gathering of Aldermen at Gherkin House, Mayor Boris was due to speak on the recent violence perpetrated by rampaging anarchists posing as actual industrious students such as I. “My view inter alia these revolting students,” said Boris, and they are … ahem (coughing) … sina que non - really revolting a bona fide phalanx of oiks and ordure … err … a monster carbuncle on … oh that was said by someone before, well ah, never mind, you see the gist of the bally thing. They are a balista assault of the hordes on the Pax Londinae, the mob versus democracy.” A Daily Mailevolent reporter then spoke. Isn't it true Mayor that if these young reprobates were to be paid Crown funds they would inevitably squander it on ale and hemp?” “Indubitably sir,” Boris answered, “worthy scribe, and you may quill that quotation prithee in your journal vox populi aqua scutum with no fear of malfeasance , ex gratia mundi or possibly Tuesday et cetera et cetera, at which juncture the Viking haired potentate frothed at the mouth and stopped talking. Deus ex machina. Uriah Hopeless blows whistle for time, end." |
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Ken Livingstill Hardup, rival former mayor of London and High Sheriff of Greater London loser of mayoralcy title to Boris, thoroughly bad loser and newt owner and betimes pissed as one
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Lovely days these.
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The Citadel of Sleep
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Build their memorials high
Respect the ground where the bodies lie Remember the cause for which they came to die But never cease to question for what for whom and why? Last edited by Noe Soap : 31-03-2012 at 18:33. |
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Great alternative view of all those brilliant super heroes Frank! I grew up with Batman and Spidey - a DC or Marvel comic only cost one and six in those days 




