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Old 28-05-2013, 16:43
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Geezer with his Bacardi Breezer
Ta Sandy Bacardi Breezer's a great rhyme for him but the geezer's strictly a beer man

Strange how we coincide on things sometimes. Yours has a shout too, but shouting goes with the subject really...
It's happened many times Archiver I witnessed some geezerage down the pub recently, that's what inspired the poem
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Old 28-05-2013, 16:59
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It looks like Biz may have left the building I just hope she's not unwell. My PM has gone unanswered. An asset to this thread, a truly loyal and constant poster, Biz has always inspired me to keep writing poetry. If she's gone from here it'll cast a cloud over the start of this thread and will also be a bitter personal blow for me.

Please get in touch Biz, I'm sorry if I've upset you in any way
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Old 28-05-2013, 17:41
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It looks like Biz may have left the building I just hope she's not unwell. My PM has gone unanswered. An asset to this thread, a truly loyal and constant poster, Biz has always inspired me to keep writing poetry. If she's gone from here it'll cast a cloud over the start of this thread and will also be a bitter personal blow for me.

Please get in touch Biz, I'm sorry if I've upset you in any way
Biz could have gone away on a holiday, don't worry hopefully she will be back soon

Musty, do you like Tennis, there was Tennis on the telly from France last weekend?

Springwatch Live is on the BBC red button, it's sleeping
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Old 28-05-2013, 20:44
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Musty, do you like Tennis, there was Tennis on the telly from France last weekend?
I hope you're right about Biz, Sandy. I like tennis but I only watch Wimbledon as it's not on much otherwise. What's sleeping?
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Old 28-05-2013, 20:49
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I hope you're right about Biz, Sandy. I like tennis but I only watch Wimbledon as it's not on much otherwise. What's sleeping?
I think it was a buzzard
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Old 28-05-2013, 21:28
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I think it was a buzzard
I wrote a poem about a bustard once, I must re-post it
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Old 28-05-2013, 21:56
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I wrote a poem about a bustard once, I must re-post it
a bustard?

just had a look, apparently there is a great bustard
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Old 28-05-2013, 21:58
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just had a look, apparently there is a great bustard
Indeed Sandy

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Bustard

I shall re-post it soon, it's a funny one
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Old 29-05-2013, 03:23
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The Great Bustard's Lament

Ensuring I get flustered
By guaranteeing shame,
Who named me the 'Great Bustard'?
Was it some prank or game?

I'm sick of every snigger
And immature bird-wit,
There is no equal figure
Save for the common tit.

With parentage in question
I'm frequently abused,
Who made the bad suggestion
That 'Bustard' should be used?

Was he a sparrow lover,
An ornithologist?
He'd better run for cover,
He's on our bird hit-list.

All GBs flock together,
Let's find him in the crowds
Then punish him forever
From up here in the clouds.

We'll float, with bombing mastered
Like shite-hawks we shall wait
Then hit the silly bastard
Thus proving we are great.

Great Bustards have to bite all
Man's bullets for two words,
A pleasant title's vital,
Not one for mocking birds.


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Old 29-05-2013, 03:31
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I like ditties
living in the cities,
a nod an a wink,
seems to show what peeps think,


About time we start to talk,
about the path we all walk.
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Old 29-05-2013, 03:37
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About time we start to talk,
about the path we all walk.
Indeed Flower, a friendly face always helps I see you can't sleep like me
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Old 29-05-2013, 21:36
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*adopts John Major voice* 'Oh dear'

Normally there'd be a nice comment from Biz. I can't do anything about it though. The thread'll just have to continue as a quieter, slightly sadder place. I shall soldier on regardless - we didn't get to four parts without setbacks and I guess this is simply another one that has to be accepted.
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Old 30-05-2013, 02:54
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Drinking Drama (inspired by something that really did happen to a guy I once knew)

Though he woke up in the darkness,
He knew the place had changed.
He’d spent the evening boozing,
And his head felt rearranged.

Slowly it came back to him
That he was staying with a friend.
He’d been in no fit state to leave
When the party came to an end.

His eyeballs seemed on fire,
His mouth too dry to speak.
He left the bed on shaky legs
As he was desperate for a leak.

He stumbled into the bathroom,
And let nature take its course,
But he had to have a drink next
Because his throat was really hoarse.

He couldn’t find the light switch,
But in the gloomy black,
He found a mug he quickly filled,
And knocked the contents back.

What happened next decided him-
No more of these adventures,
As he felt the clink against his teeth
Of someone else’s dentures.
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Old 30-05-2013, 06:11
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Drinking Drama (inspired by something that really did happen to a guy I once knew)
What a story Gloria A good warning to all those who overindulge - Part 4's had a very boozy start It's a funny and well-written poem too, so thanks for sending it in. Welcome to the thread by the way and I love your username
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Old 30-05-2013, 14:54
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Horse Off

I have never consciously had horse,
would not do as a matter of course.
British in the main decline to have
recourse to devouring these noble
beasts. Regard them as graceful aids
to Man not the stuff of tasty feasts.
Our gastronomic tradition so differs
to that of those horse-fed cher amis.
Snails, frogs’ legs seem tres strange
to me. Even the fervent francophile
may see horse steaks as slightly vile,
prefer horses head to the glue factory
by far, than fetch up in your abattoir.
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Old 30-05-2013, 16:59
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Chief From Beyond

Now you treat my peoples with respect,

We I have since passing learned are the

Indigenous original citizens of our land.

You treated with disdain as if to neglect

These tribes, in other words we nations,

Were fellow human people of mothers

Given happy birth not crawling creatures

Of the sand or from the lowest dry crack

In desert earth. Like ants the white invader

Swept us aside to inhospitable barren parts,

Broke our spirits and our hearts and parted

Hair from proud heads. Spurred the chiefs

To suicide. I myself took in Nature’s balm

So pale liars could do me no further harm.

Woe resounds in unhappy hunting grounds.
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Old 30-05-2013, 17:54
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Part 4's had a very boozy start.
Yes! There's a strong smell of beer in here.

If we eat something as ugly as a cow, a horse doesn't seem too objectionable to me - though I don't eat either these days. I see they're telling us that one day we'll eat insects well not me. Mind you I have tried snails - they just tasted of garlic.

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It's so sad Frank - I guess you watched the same Australia programme as I did, and it's happened in so many places. I wish I could feel the world is getting better..............but I can't.
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Old 30-05-2013, 18:16
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Yes! There's a strong smell of beer in here.



If we eat something as ugly as a cow, a horse doesn't seem too objectionable to me - though I don't eat either these days. I see they're telling us that one day we'll eat insects well not me. Mind you I have tried snails - they just tasted of garlic.



It's so sad Frank - I guess you watched the same Australia programme as I did, and it's happened in so many places. I wish I could feel the world is getting better..............but I can't.
Hello Biz, Musty will be so pleased to see you
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Old 30-05-2013, 18:26
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I'm just back from Brighton, I went to see a friend yesterday.
It's so busy down there, the traffic lights are peculiar, never knowing when to cross the road
I had a nice meal at The Harvester. I must say, their bread rolls are lovely and also had an evening walk along the promenade
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Old 30-05-2013, 18:29
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With Peas


All the lights on the pier
flash on and off my dear
fish n chips with peas
along a nice clear breeze
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Old 30-05-2013, 19:12
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I'm just back from Brighton, I went to see a friend yesterday.
It's so busy down there, the traffic lights are peculiar, never knowing when to cross the road
I had a nice meal at The Harvester. I must say, their bread rolls are lovely and also had an evening walk along the promenade
With Peas


All the lights on the pier
flash on and off my dear
fish n chips with peas
along a nice clear breeze
Hello Sandy. Glad you survived the traffic light puzzle and enjoyed your trip. That breath of sea air has given me an appetite - I think fish and chips with peas would suffice.
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Old 31-05-2013, 10:24
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Hello Sandy. Glad you survived the traffic light puzzle and enjoyed your trip. That breath of sea air has given me an appetite - I think fish and chips with peas would suffice.
mushy peas
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Old 31-05-2013, 13:16
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I have never consciously had horse,
would not do as a matter of course.
I stopped eating meat last year and the news since then has confirmed to me I made the right decision. Great take on the subject Frank, even if the glue factory reference at the end was a bit heavy

Chief From Beyond
Unlike Biz I took this to be about Native Americans but the issue's roughly the same. A powerful look at what's really a form of genocide,
Yes! There's a strong smell of beer in here.
Biz is back, Biz is back,
Ain't it grand to be on track!



fish n chips with peas
along a nice clear breeze
You paint such graceful pictures with your poetry Sandy. I could almost smell the cod and ozone in this Yummy
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Old 31-05-2013, 13:46
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If I must.

Unlike Biz I took this to be about Native Americans but the issue's roughly the same. A powerful look at what's really a form of genocide,
Yes I would have thought native Americans too Musty, but I'd just seen Simon Reeve's programme about Australia and he visited an aboriginal town/village where the inhabitants were living in poverty and squalor. Very sad.

Hope you had a good night's sleep last night.
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Old 31-05-2013, 14:18
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Hope you had a good night's sleep last night.
Sounds like an interesting if sad programme Biz. I had a good night's sleep, but it was in the armchair and I left the lamps on again That last cider in the pub was fatal
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