Down the Chippy
Tasty chips sizzling away
an aroma that can't be beat
'Salt and Vinegar Sir? '
what a tasty treat.
When we were little kids
going to the chippy was a delight
Fish n Chips once a week
usually on a Saturday Night.
The Chippy was on our road
you could smell Fish in the air
'can we have a bag of Scratchings'
a bit of spare Cod if we dare.
The Fish and Chip shop
as British as cups of Teas
who can resist a bag of chips
and some nice Mushy Peas?
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A terse poem on numbers
Numbers are everywhere
twenty four hours in a day
seven days in one week
thirty one in the month of May.
A number on your front door
and on houses down your road
numbers on your credit card
and also of your postal code.
Numbers called out at Bingo
two fat ladies are number eight
and if your numbers come up
you'll go home feeling great.
Would you like a cup of tea?
one or two sugars in your cup?
sorry but I have to go now
that's the end time is up!
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On Matchdays
Meet in the pub
have a few beers
banter with away fans
wind each other up.
Make way to the ground
soak up the atmosphere
quick flick through the programme
clap the players onto the pitch.
A half time pint and pie
chat about the game
then back to your seat
hug your mate, just scored.
Gutted a late equaliser
but hold on for a draw
some boo, some clap
back to the pub.
Have a few beers
banter with away fans
wind each other up
shake hands,
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Funny Feet
Feet are funny things I reckon
like why have we got toes?
we hide them away in our shoes
not on show like our ears or nose.
Some Feet are long and thin
others short stumpy and fat
with nails at the bottom
instead of claws like a Cat.
But if we didn't have Feet
we couldn't walk at all
so you couldn't ride a Bike
or run and kick a Football.
But they just look a bit odd
not really pretty or neat
then again they do a good job
so where would we be without Feet!
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The Simple Pleasures of Life
Going for a walk
reading a book
dunking a biscuit
in your cup of tea.
Soaking tired feet
in a warm bowl of water
having an early night
a good nights sleep.
Hearing a child's laughter
a letter from a loved one
listening to a favourite song
watching a really good movie.
Playing a sport you like
enjoying good company
being content on your own
making new friends.
Observing nature
walking the dog
being in a garden
smelling the flowers.
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For The Children
Another poor child goes missing
snatched by an evil hand
but why does this keep happening
as I just do not understand?
How can they hurt the innocent?
at someone who can't fight back
but these predators are wicked
as they prowl around and attack.
Every child is so precious
they say a gift from up above
but all they want and need
is our protection and our love.
Our children are the future
but for now they should be free
so you evil and cold hearted
please just leave our children be.
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Another Tyrant Gone
Another despot bites the dust
his allotted time is now over
when will they ever learn
that peace is the only way.
They like to rule by fear
but this brings about hate
people only respond to love.
Another tyrant will rise up
but his hatred will one day die
just like all the other ones.
Time for bloodshed to stop
people want to live in peace
children need to play in safety.
Rulers need to look at themselves
people won't be downtrodden anymore
if you live by the sword,
prepare to die by it!
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Have to Keep It Short
Was going to write a long poem
but decided to keep it short
hope it's not writers block
or laziness and lack of thought?
But we all get days like these
when ideas just will not come
you sit waiting for inspiration
but end up sucking your thumb.
But I bet even the greats
had off days now and then
when they couldn't write a poem
but the next day banged off ten.
So that's the end of this one
as my brain has gone on strike
I'll have to do something else
like go for a ride on my mountain bike!
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Isn't Poetry Great?
Poetry is great
poetry is fun
you can write
about anything
under the Sun.
It can be cathartic
and can save your day
you can write how you feel
if your unsure what to say.
Poetry can be serious
and can make you weep
but some poetry is boring
and can send you off to sleep.
But as long as you have a go
and you enjoy what you do
that's all that really matters
when you write a verse or two.
So long live poetry I say
may it always be here
but I've got to end this one
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2012 - Hopes And Dreams
A new year begins
with it high aspirations,
out with the old and
in with the new.
Bad habits thrown away
better one's in there place,
this one's going to be a good one.
Dreams will become reality,
wishes will finally come true,
more good days than bad ones.
Places to visit and sights to see
jobs to be finished off,
that book to be read
that movie to be seen
that language to be learnt.
Above all take each day as it comes,
be thankful, be contented, be happy,
this can (will) be a really good year!
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