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Love and Fish and Chips
I never shall forget Natasha Callum, Like Helen, an immortal beauty queen, The face that launched a thousand chips in Balham, Which isn't Troy, but you know what I mean. On Friday nights I'd go down to the chippie To worship her, the girl who stole my heart, Natasha was a student and a hippie But serving fish she turned into an art. No words of wisdom ever could have cured me, Had she been out with many other boys? Was it the way she shovelled cod that lured me Or just the contour of her saveloys? To break the ice would need the greatest caution, A chat-up line is awkward when you're near A goddess who is wrapping up a portion And there's a queue behind you that can hear. I wondered if she felt the same desire, For every time I gazed into her eyes She focussed on the chips inside the fryer Or walked away to rearrange the pies. A few words would have been so reassuring, I'd never hear 'I love you' come from Nat, The only thing she said to me was boring; 'Do you want salt and vinegar with that?' Then I heard through a mate called Sidney Perkins Some shocking news about my English rose; Disgruntled with the haddock, plaice and gherkins She'd swapped them for a job at Rumbelows. Her absence left me feeling rather jaded, Although I miss Natasha's luscious lips, I ask myself today, now passion's faded Was I in love with her or fish and chips? © |
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I had the song 'Waterloo Sunset' stuck in my head just the other day.
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until we're embraced
by the suns healing hands. I love cold autumn days like today
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A classic
![]() A beautiful poem Izzy I love cold autumn days like today ![]() I mentioned my poetry to my therapist this morning, for the first time. She's asked me to bring one of my poems in to show her but only if I feel comfortable with that. I think I'll bring the magazine in to show her that, when im back in a couple of weeks.I don't mind autumn days, as long as there's no frost or ice yet. One step from me anywhere around the vicinity of (black) ice and I skid down like a knife sliding through butter lol
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I, Banana
An ode to praise bananas, It's high time one was penned, I'm not like dull sultanas, For I, banana bend. I'm also smooth and dandy, Nutritional as grapes And come in very handy For feeding chimps and apes. I keep emotions guarded, Without a stone or pip Yet if I am discarded Be careful you don't slip. A coconut, you crack it, No struggle comes with me; My lovely yellow jacket Peels off so easily. When I hear Mellow Yellow By Donovan, it's true I want to thank the fellow, Bananarama too. As fruits go, I'm a great one But as you know my friend, You'll never see a straight one, For I, banana bend. © |
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I mentioned my poetry to my therapist this morning, for the first time.
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I actually think writing poetry is really good therapy. Personal poems can say things that it's hard to in conversation
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I, Banana
As fruits go, I'm a great one But as you know my friend, You'll never see a straight one, For I, banana bend. © ![]() Great peoms Musty, really liked the Chippy ode too.
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Originally Posted by mr. mustard
A few words would have been so reassuring, I'd never hear 'I love you' come from Nat, The only thing she said to me was boring; 'Do you want salt and vinegar with that?'
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Originally Posted by IzzyS
I've had a poem published in a charity magazine - thats the first time I've had a poem published/printed in an official publication! I'm quite proud of that.
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Originally Posted by mr. mustard;
I, Banana
An ode to praise bananas
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That's good, Izzy. What was the poem about?
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Originally Posted by IzzyS
Health anxiety.
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Hopefully your poem will help others in a positive way.
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But according to EU rules you can bend, but you can't have "abnormal curvature"
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Coalbrookdale
At Coalbrookdale the only goal Was smelting tons of coking coal, In industry's initial phase Men hammered here for nights and days, A citadel where sparks flew high To mutilate the English sky. The workers stoked an open gorge, With iron ore to shape and forge, They found a seam of liquid pitch That boiled and sweating like a bitch, Toil guaranteed increasing sales For cylinders and wheels and rails. At Iron Bridge the rise of trade Would split the rich and poorly paid; While evening glistened hot and blushed And spurting, belching rivers gushed An empire saw the way ahead, When profits from the soil were bled. Volcanic bellows used to blast But market forces never last, The furnaces went like the mill And Iron bridge, they all fell still, Now peace has claimed the noisy glen; At Coalbrookdale life's calm again. http://www.netnicholls.com/neh2001/p...s2/23frame.htm |
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Forlorn Hope
The siege guns worked the fortress wall, Ten thousand pounds of iron ball, Now it’s no longer standing tall, Behold the crumbled breach. Inside they scrambled ‘round to shore, That gaping hole the balls have tore, With baskets, chairs and wooden doors, They built a shambling pleach. Out here the evening’s dark conceals, The grinder at his sharpening wheel, To edge our murderous blades of steel, Now carefully sheathed away That distant fiddle won't abate Our thoughts of what may come of fate At campfires, we in silence wait For night to come to day |
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Are you there?
Are you there? or are you not speaking in a crowd to be big or what with words you've said to upset the few who help the very words you drew to carry on through you will be who remember this as before without them you are essentially lost at core |
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We're In Woking
As we're dancing we're romancing As we're laffing we're entrancing As we're joking we're in Woking
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one for a mother and daughter https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmUN8o26nf8
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Forlorn Hope
They built a shambling pleach.
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speaking in a crowd
to be big or what
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As we're joking
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one for a mother and daughter https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmUN8o26nf8
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The Pink Dalek
Far off in outer space there was a world of metal dudes, The Daleks lived on Skaro and were always in bad moods But brightly through the ranks of that unkind robotic race A pink one made its way, a most extraordinary case. What caused the different mind-set and the shocking vivid tone? I have no explanation, though unrest was not unknown; Its sucker and its laser never seemed to be a threat Yet it unsettled nearly every Dalek that it met. 'EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!' the others used to shout And while it had the same voice, here's what generated doubt: It bellowed 'HELLO DUCKY' and if very bored, for dares It made flamboyant entrances, despite the lack of stairs. When Davros heard the rumours and invited it along, The leader's questions only made it burst into a song But Abba's Mamma Mia didn't need a full-on roar And as it slaughtered Dancing Queen guards rolled it out the door. One night it span in circles and was seen by Doctor Who, The Time Lord gave a warning but it only yelled 'GET YOU', It spared the Doctor's life and when he'd thanked his lucky stars He started up the Tardis and he buggered off to Mars. It saw world domination as a silly little fad, It hosted Dalek parties, more a diva than a cad, The Cybermen were passing and they thought it was a hoot And now they're dressed in pink without a single silver suit. © |
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Thanks for that Jimmy
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I love cold autumn days like today