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Thanks Biz - despite the painful subject, Samuel is one of those poems I'm most pleased with
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Didn't we decide it would be a good one for the school history volume, when children were learning about the second world war?
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Hey Superman!
Hey Superman, can you come back? We’re facing heavy weather, Hey Superman, we're on the rack And need you more than ever. The crime rate will not dip tonight, Although drug-dealing flowers I swear there's no green Kryptonite To take away your powers. While gangs and guns increase our fears Nobody referees us, We've waited patiently for years But there’s no sign of Jesus. In red and blue to heal the pain Come help us to recover, Feel free to invite Lois Lane Or any other lover. Hey Superman! Please fight our war, The villains have succeeded, We have no heroes any more, A man of steel is needed. © |
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Hey Superman!
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Where's Superman when you need him?
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Christmas Cracker
Christmas cracker all alone the last in the box a joke, a hat, a prize for that the mystery stops as in time left by some a reminder of a day a joke, a hat, a prize until where upon it lay. |
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Oh yes! And please co-opt your six strapping sons to help you cover the country in your fight against crime. We'd be ever so grateful.
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Christmas cracker all alone
the last in the box
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Originally Posted by mr. mustard
Nice one Sandy - we'll all be pulling them soon and reading out awful jokes ![]() ![]() Here's an early Christmas cracker joke. ![]() Where do snowmen go to dance? To a snowball. |
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Originally Posted by sandydune
To a snowball.
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Originally Posted by mr. mustard
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I asked my son the joke and he guessed it correctly
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Bacchus, Lord of Exuberance
The son of Zeus Has little use For marble halls of splendour, His neighbourhoods are caves and woods Where tempted slaves surrender. Debauchery Will turn the key, It’s almost like a mural Of lust fulfilled where satyrs build A world defiled and rural. Don’t spare the rod, A drunken god Allows the worst excesses, As fingers find and bodies grind Delirium possesses. When movements cease And all is peace Lewd women start appearing, A naked line to pour the wine Till Bacchus drinks it, leering. © |
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Bacchus, Lord of Exuberance
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Yeah! I read about that in "The News of the World". Nothing changes it seems.
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Beatles Impact Poem
When the working classes stayed Downcast, drab and poorly paid, When Brylcream soaked every comb In the post-war monochrome, When bores on the BBC Smacked of aristocracy, One alliance came along With an unexpected song, Ripping up the old rule book Through a new outrageous look, Long hair turning hirsute tides Back from clipped short back and sides, Accents, northern and unspoiled Drawling until snobs recoiled, Four young men, unique and strange Due to make the zeitgeist change. It's hard now to feel the shock That made Britain's cobwebs rock, Dated preconceptions fell, Crude assumptions went to hell As the screams of frantic teens Smashed the hush to smithereens, Something in the chemistry Of the quartet set us free: John's wit, bold as brass and strong, Paul’s romantic tone in song, George the quiet thoughtful one, Ringo, every mother's son, Things would never be the same And their final farewell came Crossing over Abbey Road Where the Sixties traffic slowed. © |
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Beatles Impact Poem
When the working classes stayed Downcast, drab and poorly paid, When Brylcream soaked every comb In the post-war monochrome, When bores on the BBC Smacked of aristocracy, One alliance came along With an unexpected song, Ripping up the old rule book Through a new outrageous look, Long hair turning hirsute tides Back from clipped short back and sides, Accents, northern and unspoiled Drawling until snobs recoiled, Four young men, unique and strange Due to make the zeitgeist change. It's hard now to feel the shock That made Britain's cobwebs rock, Dated preconceptions fell, Crude assumptions went to hell As the screams of frantic teens Smashed the hush to smithereens, Something in the chemistry Of the quartet set us free: John's wit, bold as brass and strong, Paul’s romantic tone in song, George the quiet thoughtful one, Ringo, every mother's son, Things would never be the same And their final farewells came Crossing over Abbey Road Where the Sixties traffic slowed. © remembering me as a teen George, Paul, Ringo, John, memories with every song Optimism, in my very soul, LOVE was my heartfelt goal, and Here comes the sun until it ended with a gun. |
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Beatles Impact Poem
© It's telling that the Beatles have been appreciated for so long.Flower you brought us down with a bump with that one.
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Flower you brought us down with a bump with that one.
![]() Sorry Biz, loved Mustard's poem, sometimes I can't help replying to a poem x
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and Here comes the sun
until it ended with a gun. Despite John's awful end, his and The Beatles' message of love lives on.Quote:
It's telling that the Beatles have been appreciated for so long.
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Did you have prior knowledge Musty, or are you just psychic? I heard on the radio this morning that some Beatles unheard before recordings are being released in the hope of extending their copyright.
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Did you have prior knowledge Musty, or are you just psychic? I heard on the radio this morning that some Beatles unheard before recordings are being released in the hope of extending their copyright.
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That's news to me Biz - I didn't think anything was left to release bar a few tracks
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PS Not all new songs, just different recordings of them.
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PS Not all new songs, just different recordings of them.
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Sorry Biz, loved Mustard's poem, sometimes I can't help replying to a poem
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