My nose itches,
Not my toes again,
I’ve hit them before,
Now I’ve hit them again,
Big, red and sore,
As sore as it can be,
The same place every time,
It always happens to me.
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OUCH
TRIPOD
Next to the next,
Order of the few,
In line like Robots,
As a part of a crew.
Making squeaking noises,
Marching here and there,
Flattening everything in it’s sight,
Just like they don’t care.
Shining shapes of fear
Coming by the minute,
Making towns and cities collapse,
As they destroy what’s in it,
Leaving nothing left standing,
No tree or wall to survive,
Humans forced to live underground,
Just to stay alive.
They smell the blood in the air,
Catching victims in its claws,
Torturing them one by one,
In large rooms with sealed doors.
A siren sounds a victory,
More shinning creatures march away,
If any humans are still alive,
They hide to fight another day.
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Baby
Baby
One year old. This could happen?
I could fall down the plug hole,
Or down the loo,
Or get sucked up by a balloon,
Get eaten by a monster,
Get licked to death by a dog,
Or even dragged along by Velcro’s,
Stuck to the pavement by chewing gum,
Trodden on by all the shoes,
Washed by a passing car,
Falling off a sky scraper
No Poppy’s not here to save me.
Gobbed on by some passer by.
I could even get squashed by a doughnut,
Float up in the sky inside a bubble,
Get hit on the head by a falling star,
Become pink from Candyfloss,
Have a race with a helicopter, when on my bike
Or even get squashed by a Telly Tubby,
Get jumped on by Eeyore
Said “Hallo” to, by a worm
Maybe I’ll get pregnant by an ant
Oh! Got my finger stuck up my nose
And if you’re good you’ll get to sit on some big giant’s knee
He goes “Ho ho ho” and pats his tummy.
I wonder how many children he had for tea.
Taken from Vicky’s poetry book
The Rohan tree
Available from the Lifecraft book shop
http://www.lifecraftbooks.org.uk/
The Boatman Pub (Chesterton)
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The Boatman Pub (Chesterton)
I’m all of a Quiver,
I’m Down by the River.
Fat girls, Wet Dogs,
Old men wearing togs,
A glass of Rose,
The Race for Life day.
A babe in arms,
Girls with their charms,
Queer old guy in Hawaiain shirt,
Two young men with whom to flirt,
Canal boats, canoes,
Sandals for shoes,
The heady mix of Boots perfume,
A copper beach, in full bloom,
Lily pads catch my eye,
Ducks float by,
Most agreeable weather,
The Cambridge Riviera!
Eat More Fruit
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Eat More Fruit
Fruit is a curious thing for sure,
Ni fish, nor fowl nor meat,
Bestowed upon the earth for us,
A healthy food to eat.
Bananas, apples, orange, pears,
Pineapples (large and small),
Grapefruits, melons, kiwis and limes,
Tescos has them all!
So put away your pots and pans,
Not necess’ry to cook,
Just peel, and cut them with a knife
And then you’ll be in luck
For anti-oxidants will course
Throughout your whole body.
And it is said that they prolong
Your life expectancy!
Red Wine
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Red Wine
Red, red wine
An inspiration to cogitation,
When bless-ed
Transforms to blood of Christ.
No Finer
Drink for man or king has been discovered.
Origins
Of vinification predate 4000BC.
Did Roman
Or Greek perfect the secrets of fermentation, barrel aging,
And by what
Vintners art did it become modern Bordeaux?
French breeding
Produced fine root-stocks of AOC class.
1860s
Phylloxera invasion devastated them.
American
Resistant roots were cause and solution, grafted-on.
When we send
Our children out into the world, will they return as scourge -
Saviour -
Our purgative and our salve against old age, their
Bitterness
Ripened to sweet honey like an old bottle of Sauternes.