Scouse Poetry

Typically Scouse

Friends ...

DO NOT DESPAIR FOR RONALDO IS HERE

YOU MAY THINK HEíS A POET,

BUT HE DONíT KNOW IT YEH

HE IS NOT SO DUMB AND NEVER LOOKS GLUM,

HE WOULD CHARM THE BIRDS OFF THE TREES,

IF ONLY HE HAD A GOOD PAIR OF KNEES,

THEY LET HIM DOWN FROM TIME TO TIME,

HE LEARNíT THE TANGO BUT NEVER IN RHYME OR TIME

MANY PEOPLE WILL WALK IN AND OUT OF YOUR LIFE,

BUT ONLY TRUE FRIENDS WILL LEAVE A FOOT PRINT IN YOUR HEART

TO HANDLE YOURSELF USE YOUR HEAD,

TO HANDLE OTHERS USE YOUR HEART.

LET OLD FRIENDS KNOW YOU HAVENíT FORGOTTEN THEM

AND TELL NEW FRIENDS YOU NEVER WILL

AND GOD MADE ALL PETS TO LOVE AND THRILL

Friendships ...

ITíS LIKE HAVING TWO OR THREE EXTRA BROTHERS AND SISTERS

YOU EITHER LOVE THEM OR HATE THEM

BUT WITHOUT FRIENDS, YOU ARE A LONELY PERSON

WE PUT OUR TRUST AND FAITH IN FRIENDS

BUT WE MUST NEVER ENVY THEM

CHERISH AND ENJOY THEIR COMPANY

CONFIDE AND ADMIRE THEM

BE TRUTHFUL AND THEN YOU HAVE A FRIEND

COMPANIONSHIP IS SOMEONE WHO IS THERE FOR YOU

WHEN NEEDED AT A SPECIAL TIME

FRIENDSHIP IS LIKE TWO MAGNETS

A BOND BETWEEN TWO POINTS

THAT IS HARD AND STRONG TO PULL APART

SO BE THANKFUL YOU HAVE A FRIEND

MAYBE YOUR MOTHER FATHER BROTHER SISTER

OR SOMEONE YOU MAY HAVE GONE TO SCHOOL WITH

THEY COME IN ALL SHAPES AND SIZES AND AGES,

AND WHATEVER YOU THINK OF THEM

YOU LOVE THEM IN A CERTAIN WAY.

AND MAY I SAY IT HELPS THE WORLD TO GO ROUND.

The Poet's has one .. it's called a wife

A Friend ...

 

A FRIEND IS SOMEONE WE TURN TO WHEN OUR SPIRITS NEED A LIFT

A FRIEND IS SOMEONE TRAESURED FOR OUR FRIENDSHIP IS A SPECIAL GIFT

A FRIEND IS SOMEONE WHO FILLS OUR LIVES WITH BEAUTY AND GRACE

A FRIEND MAKES THE WORLD A HAPPIER PLACE

THERE IS A MIRACLE CALLED FRIENDSHIP THAT DWELLS IN THE HEART

YOU DONíT KNOW IT, OR WHEN IT GETS TO START

BUT YOU KNOW THE SPECIAL LIFT IT WILL ALWAYS BRING

FRIENDSHIP IS THE WORLDíS MOST PRECIOUS THING

SO NEVER REFUSE, OR ABUSE, A LIFETIME OF FRIENDSHIP

Nanna ...

I REMEMBER WHEN YOU TOLD ME YOU HAD TO GO

MY WORLD BROKE DOWN AND I CRIED ĎOH NOí

I SAT AND THOUGHT OF THE TIMES TOGETHER

BUT YOUíRE NOT FAR AND I KNOW WITH ME FOREVER

YOU WERENíT JUST ME NAN, YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND TOO

I REGRET EVERY DAY NOT SAYING HOW MUCH I LOVED YOU

I STILL REMEMBER WHEN ME GRANDAD DIED

THE TIMES YOU PRAYED AND THE OCEANS YOU CRIED

YOU SAT THERE, BROKE DOWN AND ASKED GOD WHY

HOW COULD HE LET THE ONLY MAN YOU LOVED DIE

I KNOW THAT YOUíRE NEAR ME, THAT WEíRE NOT FAR APART

THE LETTERS OF YOUR NAME ARE ENGRAVED IN GOLD IN MY HEART

UNTIL I SEE YOU IíM GOING TO KEEP THIS SHORT AND SWEET

AND SAVE THE BEST FOR LAST, WHEN WE FINALLY MEET

I KNOW GOD SENT ME AN ANGEL, ONE THAT COULD NOT BE SOLD

AND ONE DAY WE WILL ALL WALK IN FIELDS OF GOLD.

             Only a thought away .. The Poet

 

Grandson, when you are feeling down ...

IF I COULD CATCH A RAINBOW I WOULD DO IT JUST FOR YOU,

AND SHARE ALL ITS BEAUTY ON DAYS WHEN YOU ARE FEELING BLUE.

IF I COULD BUILD A MOUNTAIN YOU COULD CALL YOUR VERY OWN,

A PLACE TO FIND SERENITY AND A SPOT TO BE ALONE.

IF I COULD TAKE YOUR TROUBLES I WOULD TOSS THEM INTO THE SEA,

BUT ALL THESE THINGS IíM FINDING ARE SO IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME, SO LATE IN LIFE.

I CANNOT BUILD A MOUNTAIN, OR CATCH A RAINBOW FAIR,

BUT LET ME BE WHAT I KNOW BEST, A GRANDAD WHO IS ALWAYS THERE.

 with all his love     ..      Grandad Poet

 

The Poet's Wife ...

WHERE IS THE GIRL THAT I WAS,

WITH HOPES AND DREAMS OF LIFE

AS I LOOK BACK IN A BEWILDERED LIGHT

ON FORTY-EIGHT YEARS AS A WIFE

MY LOOKS HAVE NOW FADED AND MY JOINTS ACHE LIKE MAD

TO THINK OF THE THINGS I USED TO DO, SOMETIMES MAKES ME SAD.

I CANNOT TRIM THE BUSHES, I CANNOT PAINT THE WALLS

BUT GRATEFUL THAT WITH MY BONES, I DONíT HAVE ANY FALLS.

BUT I HAVE HAD A GOOD LIFE AND DONE A LOT OF THINGS

I LOVE MY FAMILY MOST OF ALL AND FACE WHAT LIFE BRINGS.

AND I HAVE HAD MORE THAN MANY, SO I CANNOT COMPLAIN

AND ACCEPTING ALL THAT LIFE OFFERS, EVEN WHEN IT RAINS

BUT TO GO BACK SO EARLY IN MY LIFE

WHEN I WAS CAUGHT IN BOMBING AND STRIFE

OUR HOUSE WAS HIT BY A BOMB

AND IT TOOK FOUR HOURS FOR RESCUE TO COME.

OUR MOTHER WAS BADLY DISFIGURED ABOUT THE BODY AND FACE

I SURVIVED WITH FRACTURED SKULL AND MINOR INJURIES, A TRACE,

NOW IĎM REACHING A GRAND AGE - SEVENTY

WITH A WEEKEND IN BLACKPOOL Ė A FREEBIE

A TREAT FROM OUR DAUGHTER, HUSBAND AND GRANDSON Ė SO LUCKY.

Embracing Love ...

I FEEL THE WARMTH OF YOUR EMBRACE

A HUG A KISS, NOT ENOUGH DONE BY THE HUMAN RACE

A GREETING OF LOVE THAT HAS BEEN SENT FROM HEAVEN ABOVE

WE TEND TO TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED

AND NEVER RETURN A COMPLIMENT THATíS OUTSTANDING

TO PRACTISE WHAT WE PREACH IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT

AND LIFE ITSELF CAN BE VERY MUCH OVERATED

TO PUT UP WITH ALL THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS AS STATED

THEN YOUR LOVE CAN NEVER BE UNDER-ESTIMATED

 

 

Definitely ...

BEFORE I GO TO BED

Ií VE JUST THOUGHT OF A POEM THAT MUST BE READ     

TO COMPOSE ONE IS SUCH FUN,

IíM THINKING OF MY HONEY BUN

HER HAIR MAY BE LOVELY SILVER AND GREY

BUT SHE TELLS ME SHE LOVES ME EVERY DAY

AND I RECIPROCATE AS I SHOULD

AND IN THE BEST WAY I COULD

AND THIS BEING ON MY COMPUTER IN A POEM

OUR FIFTIETH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY IS COMING SOON

I SHALL ASK ROGER LYON, A BBC PRESENTER ON THE RADIO

TO PLAY A SIXTIES TYPE SONG

TO WHICH WE USED TO BOP AND ROCK ALONG

AS HE WAS ONCE A BOSS WITH KATH MANY YEARS AGO

THIS WOULD NOT BE A PROBLEM I KNOW

SO WE LOOK FORWARD TO OUR BIG DAY

IF ALL GOES WELL, TO GO

THROUGH THE MOTIONS AS WE DID SO LONG AGO

Rock it to me baby ..       .. the Teddy Boy Poet

The Printing Press ...

AS I SIT HERE AND WONDER WHY,               

SOMETIMES MY THOUGHTS AND POEMS I DON'T HAVE TO TRY 

NOT LIKE MRS CAXTON I DON'T WISH TO CRIT (LOL)

PERFECT BRAIN THAT GOES LIKE A TRAIN

IN THE BUSINESS OF CORRECTING ANYONE'S FUTURE (CVS)

SHE IS FAIR AND SQUARE AND LOVES TO GAMBLE

BEATS THEM YANKS AT ANY ANGLE

NOT FOR DOSH SO DONíT GET UNDER HER KOSH

AS BRIGHT AND AS SHARP AS AN OWL

BUT DOESíNT LIKE PLUCKING FEATHERS OFF ANY FOWL

SHEíS WITTY AND WAS SLIM (LOL) DOESíNT DO THE GYM

AND AS A VILLAGE GIRL DONíT THINK SHE IS DIM

SHEíS MY FAIRY MY ANGEL AND MY PRINTING GODDESS ROLLED INTO ONE

                               From Tyne & Wear  I give you Mrs Caxton of poem fame . The Poet

Promises ...

AT THE TWINKLE OF AN EYE,

 YOU PASSED BY,

IT WAS SUCH A SHOCK

AT THE SIGHT OF YOUR FROCK

THAT I WORE AT YOUR WEDDING 10 YEARS EARLIER

YOU SAID IT WOULD BE GOOD IF I COULD WEAR IT

AT THE TOWNíS FESTIVAL THEATRE

I DID OBLIGE AND YOUR EYES

FLASHED THE MERRIER WITH SURPRISE

HAVING NOT SEEN YOU SINCE AND MARRIED AGAIN

WITH FRIENDSHIP NOT FORGOTTEN

WE SHALL HAVE TO MEET UP AGAIN SOON

BUT DONíT WEAR THE SAME DRESS AS I WORE AT YOUR WEDDING.

                Second time around .. the Poet

 

True Grit ...

THIS SOMEONE WHO LOVES HER GIN AND IS WITHOUT SIN

SHE IS ONE IN A MILLION AS WE SAY

AND SHE BLOWS HER NOSE ON HER PINNIE

LITTLE JOKES SHE LOVES TO DO AND FALTLESS TO

SHEíS OUR GRANDMA THAT YOU HAVE GUESSED

WEíRE LIKE LITTLE CHICKS IN A NEST

WE HAVE HUGS AND KISSES GALORE

SHE LIKES TO PLAY WITH US ON THE FLOOR

THEN BAKES GINGER BREAD MEN TO OUR DELIGHT

TAKES US UP TO BED ON A SATURDAY NIGHT

WHILE MUM AND DAD GO FOR A PINT

AS WE ARE TUCKED UP THERE IS A STORY TO BE TOLD

IS IT BRAER RABBIT OR MR TWIDDLE WE ARE THRILLED

OUR GRANDMA NEVER SITS STILL

KISSES AND GOOD NIGHTS ARE SAID IN ABUNDANCE

GOOD NIGHT MY CHICKS SEE YOU IN THE MORNING

Night night Nanna, till the morning ..  .. Memories .. The Poet

Sunny New Brighton ...

OUR DAY AT NEW BRIGHTON WAS A DAY TO TREASURE

SO FULL OF JOY I SHALL ALWAYS REMEMBER

TO HAVE A GRANDSON, HEíS A DREAM COME TRUE

OUR DAYS ARE LIKE HEAVEN AND NEVER BLUE

YOU PLAY ON THE ONE-ARMED BANDITS

AND WE WATCHED YOU SMILE

THOSE FLASHING LIGHTS LIT UP YOUR EYES

AS BRIGHT AS THE NORTHERN STAR

THEY BRING US JOY NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE

WITH THINGS TO DO AND ENERGY TO BURN

YOU LOOK AT ME AND SAY ďLETíS GOĒ

YOUR LOOKING TIRED AND RUN OUT OF STEAM GRANAD

AND YOUR PRONUNCIATION OF GRANDAD WE ALWAYS LAUGHED

     Happy Days   

A Day in the Park ...

IF ALL LIFE'S HURT AND PAIN WERE ROLLED INTO ONE

I WOULD ENDURE AGAIN AND AGAIN

TO HAVE A GRANDSON LIKE YOU TO BE MY SON

OUR DAYS OF FUN GO ON AND ON

I CHERISH EVERY ONE

OUR EARLY MORNINGS IN THE PARK

AND YOU PEDAL YOUR SCOOTER EVER SO HARD

UP HILL DOWN DALE ITíS LIKE A FAIRY TALE

SOON IT WILL BE TIME TO GO

AND FEED THE ANIMALS AS WELL YOU KNOW

WE HAVE FLOWN OUR PAPER PLANES WITH DELIGHT

OUR BOND IS SO VERY TIGHT,

AND GROWS BY DAY AND NIGHT

ĎTWILL LAST A LIFE TIME, THAT IíM SURE

IíM YOUR LOVING GRANDAD FOREVER MORE

                              The Poet

 

Short Back & Sides ...

OUR HAIR CUTS ARE SO ALIKE

YOUR HAIR IS SO LONG CURLY AND STILL GROWING

AS FOR MINE, A MERE WHISPER AND GOING

YOUR LIFE IS AN OPEN BOOK 

AND FIFTY YEARS AGO I WAS AN ARMY COOK

TODAY I LEARNED YOU MIGHT LIKE TO BE A POLICEMAN

A THANKLESS JOB, BUT A VERY ESSENTIAL ONE

LAW AND ORDER MUST BE MAINTAINED

BUT THOSE LONG CURLS WILL HAVE TO BE SUSTAINED

ITíS AS THE TITLE SAYS, SHORT BACK AND SIDES

THE ORDER OF THE DAY

AT THE MOMENT A BARBER IS NOT WHAT YOU WISH TO SEE

SO BE GOOD, BE KIND, AND YOU WILL FIND

IN LAW AND ORDER YOU WILL DO FINE

REMEMBER THERE IS ONLY ONE LIFETIME.

                                The Poet

 

Hoping & Praying ...

STRONG WORDS SOFTLY SPOKEN

MY LOVE FOR YOU STILL UNBROKEN

 ITíS LASTED SO LONG I DO KNOW WHY

BECAUSE MY LOVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER DIE

THE LITTLE THINGS WE DO TOGETHER

SOMETIMES LIGHT AND SOMETIMES HEAVY

PRAYERS WE THINK TOGETHER AND OF ONE ANOTHER

FOR LIFEíS PARTNERSHIP AND FOR EACH OTHER

    Sentimental Moments .. The Poet

Photogenic ...

THE CAMERA ONLY TAKES WHAT IT SEES

BUT WE SEE THE WARMTH OF YOUR SMILE AND GOOD DEEDS

THE JOY OF THAT DAY YOU CAME OUR WAY

THE YEARS OF PHOTOS TAKEN, ARE HERE TO STAY

AND MY ALBUMS BEAR TESTIMONY OF YOU AT PLAY

DAY AFTER DAY AT THE NURSERY YOU HAD SUCH FUN

BY THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE WAS WELL DONE

TWO TIMES A WEEK YOU WENT AND DID ENDURE

I HOPE YOU WILL HAVE SOME TEETH BY THE TIME YOU ARE FOUR

SO MANY YEARS HAVE PAST

LOOKING BACK AT YOUR PHOTOGRAPHS A REAL BLAST

WITH FUNNY FACES YOU LOVE TO PULL

AND LIFE WITH YOU IS NEVER DULL

            The Photographic Artistic Poet

 

A Strong Bond ...

ĎHOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE?í GOES THE SONG

THE DEEPER IT GOES, THE STRONGER THE BOND

WHEN REACHING FIFTY YEARS AND WATERTIGHT

OUR HEADS HAVE ALWAYS BEEN ABOVE IT BY DAY AND NIGHT

HONESTY THE BEST POLICY THROUGH THICK AND THIN

GOOD ENOUGH FOR A PUNCH ON THE CHIN

WE GAMBLE THROUGH LIFE AS DAYS GO BY

BUT DONíT GAMBLE WITH LOVE, SO DONíT TRY

LIFE THROWS AT YOU MANY TEMPTATIONS, DONíT BUY

LOVE IS TOO PRECIOUS, GIVE IT A TRY.

 

                Soppy Poet

Everybody Should Have One ...

IF I SHOULD WRITE A THOUSAND POEMS

THE BEST WOULD BE ABOUT YOU 

AN ANGEL SO WARM AND TENDER

A PITY HER FAMILY DIDNíT KNOW IT TOO

TO GO THROUGH LIFE WITH SO MUCH STRESS AND STRIFE

I, AS A POET, AM SO PROUD TO BE PART OF HER LIFE

THEY SAY PATIENCE WILL BE REWARDED

BUT NOT TO WAIT A LIFETIME

BUT CARRY ON MY ANGEL, YOU'RE STILL A FRIEND OF MINE.

Moonstruck ...

UNDER THE MERSEY MOON I REMEMBER THE NIGHTS I DID SWOON

I CAUGHT YOUR EYE BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON

AND FELT THAT WARM GLOW THAT ONLY YOU COULD SUPPLY

THOSE LONG HOT SUMMER DAYS AND BREATH-TAKING NIGHTS

FANTASIES OF FLYING WAS MY DELIGHT

WE DRIFTED ALONG ON THE CREST OF A MOONBEAM

ARE WE IN HEAVEN, OR ON CLOUD SEVEN

WISHING THE NIGHT NEVER TO END

ARE YOU TO BE MY LOVER, OR JUST A GOOD FRIEND

DON'T TELL ME MY FANTASIES ARE JUST IN THE MIND

SO PLEASE DON'T BURST MY MOONLIGHT BUBBLE 

FOR WITHOUT MY TRIP MY LIFE COULD END

WHEN ARE WE TO GET A TRAMLINE IN THE POOL



No to Goodbyes and Exiles ...

AS ANOTHER YEAR HAS PASSED

AND WE SAY HELLO TO A NEW

WE SHOULD LOOK BACK AND REVIEW

WHY HAS IT COME TO THIS THAT WE SHOULD SPLIT

FOREIGN CLIMES I DO ADMIRE

BUT FOR REASONS I DONíT WANT TO BE EXILED FOR EVERMORE

TIMES HAVE BEEN HARD AND OVERCOME

CAN ONLY GET BETTER AS LIFE GOES ON

THE WILL AND THE POWER IS AT YOUR FINGER TIPS

DONíT LEAVE THIS COUNTRY AND ITS ICY GRIPS

LOVE IS AT HAND 24-7 ITíS LOVELY DOWN IN DEVON ?

NO NAMES OR PACK DRILL IS THE NAME OF THE GAME

AND A WORKING GAS BOTTLE IS NO BLAME

       

Duty Calls ...

AS PARENTS ALL MUMS AND DADS

SHOULD SEARCH THE ROOMS OF GIRLS AND LADS

SEE FOR YOURSELF WHAT IS IN THOSE DRAWERS,

YOU MAY BE AMAZED AND START TO GAZE

CLEAN IT UP FROM FLOOR TO CEILING,

YOU NEVER KNOW THEY COULD BE DEALING

THE CRY COULD BE HEARD ďTHATíS MY ROOM AND IT IS FORBIDDENĒ,

BUT YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT MY BE HIDDEN

SOME MOTHERS MAY SAY ďNOT MY LAD, HE WOULD NEVER HIDE ANYTHING THAT IS BADĒ

THE COMPANY GIRLS AND BOYS KEEP,

POPULARITY DOES NOT COME CHEAP,

TRY THIS AND BE ONE OF THE GANG

HOOKED AND YOU HAVE BURIED YOUR HEAD IN THE SAND,

LISTEN AND LEARN WHAT YOUR PARENTS SAY

IT IS FAR CHEAPER TO STAY CLEAN

THAN SLEEP IN A CELL DAY AFTER DAY AND DREAM

SO PARENTS KEEP A CONSTANT EYE ON THEIR ROOMS,

BE A SPY WITH A KEEN EYE

WHEN THEY GO OUT BE SURE THEY DONíT GET FRISKED,

AND SO ELIMINATE THE RISK.


                      A clean Poet

Early Morning Trip ...

WITH EYES SO GORGEOUS BLACK AND BLUE

IT WAS SUCH A HELL OF A DO

ON HER WAY TO KENT TO SEE HER GRANDSON

MARCUS HOW DELIGHTED HE WOULD BE

BUT THE TRIP WAS MARRED WITH A BAD FALL

GLASSES BROKE TO HOSPITAL WITH HASTE NO JOKE

TRIP PUT OFF NO BIRTHDAY PARTY

CHEER UP ANGEL LETS BE HEARTY

LUCKILY NO STITCHES REQUIRED

LOST A LOT OF BLOOD NOT LIFEíS DESIRE

NOW HOW DO I USE A FULL TANK OF PETROL

A NEW HIRED CAR, KENT WAS ITS DESTINATION

THOUGHT? IíLL SLIP DOWN TO SCOUSELAND

AND SEE THAT POET OF MINE

WORDS OF LOVE AND COMFORT I WILL RECEIVE

WELL ITS LITTLE BLACKEYED SUZEY

BUT NOT FROM MACCLESFIELD

THE ANGELS FROM THE NORTH THEY CAME

BATTERED AND BRUISED BUT ALL CAME RIGHT IN THE END

SO HOW DO I END THIS LITTLE DITTY

THEY ARE GOING BACK TONIGHT, OH WHAT A PITY

BUT WITH FRIENDLY PERSUASION A DRINK OR TWO

THE SCOUSE POET KNOWS A THING OR YOU KNOW



 Thank you Angels .. you made our day .. The Poet

No Shock ...

WHEN A VET DOCTOR TAKES YOU TO ONE SIDE

JUST TO SAY SORRY YOUR PET IS GOING TO DIE

WITH TEARS IN OUR EYES WE SAY OUR GOODBYEíS

THANK YOU FOR THOSE MEMORABLE 17 YEARS

CATS DOGS AND, YES, SOMETIMES FROGS

HUMAN BEINGS ARE JUST THE SAME

AND WE ALSO GO WITH A NAME

BUT WITH A BIT MORE DIGNITY

AND A VERY LARGE BILL TO SUIT HIS WILL

SORRY UNCLE BILL IT WILL COME OUT OF YOUR WILL

SO ANOTHER PET WE WILL REQUIRE

SO THE VETS CAN CHARGE WHAT THEY DESIRE

         Vet's Delight .. the Poet


Smile ...

AT LAST I HAVE SEEN YOU SMILE TODAY

I WAS DYING TO ASK IF ANY THING WRONG

THE LOOK I GOT BACK WAS LIKE A BLAST OF FROZEN WIND

WE CAN'T ALL BE ON TOP FORM OF OUR GAME

SO WHO DO YOU SUPPORT

MY NAME IS CROFT NOT SOFT

DARE I ASK ANYMORE OR BE SHOWN THE DOOR

FRIENDS WE HAVE BEEN FOR MANY A YEAR

I GUESSED THE DOCTORS EXAM WON'T BE FORGOTTEN

LIVE FOR TODAY AND PRAY FOR TOMORROW

DON'T LET EVERY DAY FILL YOUR HEART WITH SORROW

                              Don't worry, just be happy           The Poet 

King Charles ...

A KING CHARLES SPANIEL IS MY BREED

FROM A BAD HOME I WAS RESCUED AND GLAD INDEED

TO WISTASTON IN CREWE IS MY NEW ABODE

WITH LOVE AND ATTENTION IS THE CODE

WALKIES IS THE TIME FOR EXCITEMENT

DOWN THE LANES AND SMELLS IS TO MY MERRIMENT

COSSETTED AND WITH THE BEST OF CARE

VISITS TO THE VETS I GO WITHOUT A SCARE

MY WASH AND SHAMPOO AND MAYBE A CLIP OR TWO

PUTS ME IN THE MOOD FOR THE BEST FOOD YOU KNOW

CHARLIE IS MY NAME AND HAPPINESS IS THE GAME

WITH ALL THIS LOVE AND ATTENTION I CANíT COMPLAIN

I LIVE IN LOVELY ROPE LANE

KING CHARLES MADE A DECREE

I ĎM THE ONLY BREED TO ENTER ANY PUBLIC HOUSE

NEVER TO DRINK BUT TO LOVE ANY SPOUSE

A lovable dog                   The Poet

Moggie Two ...

I ĎM NOT THE AVERAGE ALLEY CAT, AS SOME PEOPLE THINK

FELINE LOVERS THINK THE WORLD OF ME

AT HOME I HAVE MY OWN ENTRANCE AND EXIT

THIS IS BY WAY OF A CAT FLAP INSERTED IN THE BACK DOOR

THIS GIVES ME FREEDOM TO ROAM WHENEVER I CHOOSE

MY RESIDENCE COULD BE IN ANY A HOUSEHOLD

A BED TO REST MY WEARY HEAD, IS A FEATHER DOWN BED

AFTER A LONG DAY ON THE BACK YARD WALLS

MY MILK IS ALWAYS FRESH AND MAYBE A LITTLE FISH

JUST TO KEEP MY SHINY COAT IN TOP CONDITION

AND THE RUG IN FRONT OF THE FIRE IS WHERE I STRETCH

A STROKE AND PURRR TO KEEP MY ADMIRERS HAPPY

AFTER ALL WE DO GIVE VALUE FOR MONEY

Purrrrrfect and in harmony      Moggie Lover Poet

IíM A GENTLEMAN FELINE CAT IS WHAT I AM

MY COAT IS BLACK AND SHINY

JUST LIKE THE SUNSHINE ON THE BRINEY

DOWN THE STREET I LOVE TO SWAGGER

ON BACK YARD WALLS IT DOESNíT MATTER

I HAVE MANY DINING HALLS AT MY COMMAND

AT THE VETS IíM IN DEMAND

WITH THESE FLASHING EYES AND A LITTLE PURRRRR

FOOD COMES TO ME FROM EVERYWHERE

BEDS I CAN TAKE MY PICK

DONíT WAKE ME TOO EARLY, I COULD BE SICK

LIFE DONíT GET MUCH BETTER THAN THIS

ITíS KNOWING WHAT TO DO IS A SECRET TRICK

CRACK THIS AND YOU HAVE IT MADE

MELT PEOPLEíS HEARTS IS THE NAME OF THE GAME

Purrrrrrfect     I live with angels

Frighteners ...

TO BED I SAY OR THE BOGEY MAN WILL TAKE YOU AWAY

NO MORE TO BE SAID ITíS UP THE STAIRS WE FLED

WE DIVED INTO BED AND UNDER THE SHEETS WE HID

NOT KNOWING WHAT THE BOGEY MAN LOOKED LIKE

OR WHAT HE SAID OR DID

BUT THE SOUND FROM DAD WE SHOOK WITH FEAR

THEN OUR IMAGINATION TOOK OVER

SKULLS CHAINS AND BONES THAT RATTLED ON OUR STAIRS

OH FOR THE MORNING WHEN DAYLIGHT APPEARS

AS BRAVE AS SOLDIERS WE CAME DOWN THE STAIRS

WAS THAT YOU DAD THAT MADE THOSE FUNNY NOISES

WHAT DO YOU MEAN COULD IT BE A BOGEYMAN

OR JUST A SILLY OLD DREAM

THE TRICKS WE PLAYED OF LONG AGO

Likeable ...

I DO LIKE WHAT THE WORLD SEES IN ME

AND I DO LIKE WHAT I SEE IN THE WORLD TODAY

AND WHAT I SAW IN THE WORLD LED ME TO YOU

TOGETHER WE PLANNED A LIFE OF LOVE AND TRUST

THIS I BELIEVED WE HAVE INDEED REACHED AND ACHIEVED

TO PUT THIS ON PAPER IS SO EASY IíM PLEASED TO DO

WE HAVE LIVED FOR FIFTY YEARS TOGETHER THIS IS THE TRUTH

SO THE WORLD CANNOT BE A BAD PLACE

NO MATTER WHAT COLOUR OR CREED ITíS NO DISGRACE

ITíS TIME AND PATIENCE, UNDERSTANDING THAT IS NEEDED

THE WORLD IS LIKEABLE IN SO MANY WAYS

WEEKS MONTHS AND YEARS

THE LONGER YOU LIVE THE MORE YOU CAN GIVE

Love and be happy           .. The Poet

NB:  'Contentment' image .. Riches are not from an abundance of worldly goods, but from a contented mind

Playful Day ...

MY GRANDSON CHRISTOPHER MARTIN HAS COME TO STAY

AND BROUGHT A LOAD OF HIS ROBOTS TO PLAY

SOMETHING TELLS ME ITíS GOING TO GET HECTIC

COME ON GRANDAD, IíLL TEACH YOU HOW TO PLAY

YOU TAKE THESE GRANDAD WITH A SMILE

I CAN SEE THAT MY DAYS ARE NUMBERED ROBOT WAR STYLE

INTO THE FIERY PIT WITH SMOKE AND FLAME

I TAKE IT ALL IN GOOD FUN, ITíS ONLY A GAME

SO NOT TO DISAPPOINT HIM, I LET HIM CHOOSE

THE ROBOTS THAT ARE SURE TO NEVER LOOSE

ITíS RAZOR AGAINST TORNADO LET BATTLE COMMENCE

OUT THEY COME AT A TERRIFIC PACE

RAZOR GOES DOWN, IíM OUT OF THE RACE

NO SECOND CHANCE FOR ME GRANDAD HE SAYS

BACK TO ROBOT WAR SCHOOL FOR THREE WHOLE DAYS

AND WHEN YOU HAVE MASTERED MY TECHNIQUE

IíLL BE BACK TO CHALLENGE YOU NEXT WEEK

ALLíS FAIR IN LOVE AND ROBOT WARS

          A Beaten (but very happy) Poet


Regrets ...

WALKING DOWN A ROAD THAT IS NAMED REGRET

MY THOUGHTS DRIFTED TO HOW TIME HAS SPED BY

SADLY ITíS A HABIT INTO WHICH WE ALL GET

AND IF WE ARE NOT TOO CAREFUL IT DOES FLY

WE CAN WASTE LIFEíS PRECIOUS TIME

THINKING OF WHAT WE SHOULD HAVE DONE

IT BECOMES A SELF-INFLICTING CRIME

BUT IT MATTERS NOT WHAT HAS GONE.

IF ONLY WE CAN PLEAD THOSE WORDS

BUT THEY WILL NEVER MAKE AMENDS

FRAUDS AND IMPOSTORS DRESSED AS FRIENDS

CLOSE THE DOOR ON THEM

DIRECT YOUR THOUGHTS TO BETTER THINGS

KEEP THE POSITIVES, EXPEL THE NEGATIVES

THE CHOICE IS YOURS AND TIME WILL TELL

DOES THAT SEEM TO RING A BELL.


No regrets for having you as a friend      Poet

 

MY GRANDAD HAS HAD A HARD LIFE

PICKED UP A FEW SCARS, SOME OUT OF SIGHT

HE KNOWS A LOT WHEN IT COMES TO RECOGNISING

OLD CARS OF YESTERYEAR

LIKE THEM HIS RELIABILITY YOU CAN DEPEND ON

ON MATCH DAYS HE PHONES TO TELL ME THE SCORES

ANFIELD CALLING HERE IS THE SCORE REPORT

DELIGHTED WHEN WE WIN EVEN A SCORE DRAW AIN'T NO SIN

TALKING ABOUT THE STARS OF YESTERYEAR

TRAVELLING AROUND EUROPE ALONE AND WITH HOPE

TALES OF THE HARD MEN OF THE GAME

TOMMY SMITH, NORMAN HUNTER, BOBBY CHARLTON

THEY MADE HISTORY AND A CREDIT TO THE GAME

NO DIVING AND DUCKING, TRYING TO CON THE REF

NOW IT'S ALL ABOUT MONEY, HOW MUCH DO YOU BET?


Brilliant Liverpool & Liverpool F.C.

                             Poet & Grandson


Dedication is the Game

AS GRANDPARENTS THERE ARE SO MANY CHALLENGES WE HAVE TO FULFILL

TO LOVE TO THE VERY BEST OF OUR ABILITY

TO UNDERSTAND AND HOPE FOR TRANQUILITY

TO BE A ROLE MODEL IF WE HAVE THE AGILITY

TO BE HONEST AND TRUTHFUL

AND BE PATIENT FOR A LIFETIME TO COME

TO BABYSIT AND THINK IT WAS A TASK WELL DONE

GUIDE THEM THROUGH LIFE, SOMETIMES AT YOUR PERIL

TO BE ASKED AND THANKED FOR YOUR ETERNAL WISDOM

AND YOUR BANKING SKILLS MOST WELCOME

LOOKING BACK OVER THE YEARS

DEDICATION AND ERADICATION OF FEARS

WAS CERTAINLY A PLEASURE WELL DONE

                                      The Poet 

L Plates ...

HOW NERVOUS WE ALL ARE WHEN FIRST WE LEARN TO DRIVE A CAR

THOSE LEARNER PLATES ARE THE FIRST TO INSTALL

TELLING OTHER DRIVERS NOT TO MAKE A CLOSE CALL

AND REMINDING ONESELF

IF YOU DRIVE HALF ASLEEP YOU WILL BE BURIED 6 FEET DEEP

SO BE IN BED BY HALF PAST TEN

AND YOU WILL BE FIT TO DRIVE AGAIN

IF THE MORNING SUN SHOULD GET IN YOUR EYES

A GOOD PAIR OF SHADES IS WELL ADVISED

THE INSTRUCTOR WILL SAY 100 PER CENT

CONCENTRATION IS NEEDED TO GET YOU A PASS TO-DAY

NOW DONíT LET YOUR MA OR PA DOWN

THEY BOUGHT YOUR FIRST CAR WHEN SHOPPING IN TOWN

CHECKING THE CAR IS NOT IN GEAR

WING MIRRORS AND INTERNAL CHECKING THE REAR

SEAT BELTS ON AND FEELING COMFORTABLE

HEY HO OFF WE GO

AN HOUR LATER HOT UNDER THE COLLAR

WELL DONE LAD, I COULDN'T HAVE DONE BETTER

ALL MY NERVES HAVE CALMED DOWN

THINK IíLL HAVE A TRIP TO TOWN

NO NEED FOR YOU TO TAKE ME TO WORK EACH DAY

THIS DRIVING LARK IS A PIECE OF CAKE


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