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Wimbledon – Game, Set and Match

April 14, 2010 by  
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Marching, swaggering, at the head of his troops. Arms swinging, rifles gleaming, in perfect stride. The people all smiling, waving, some even crying, For they all knew we were back from Dunkirk, Now to rest, retrain on Wimbledon Common. The assistants of that posh hairdressing salon, Leaned out of the window of the first floor, […]

What Next?

April 14, 2010 by  
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Yesterday. So. Today. So, So. Tomorrow. Woweeeeee!

We Will Remember

April 14, 2010 by  
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They went sailing, they went sailing, Far across the raging sea, There to set their people free, They went flying, they went flying, Through the dark and dangerous skies, In answer to their peoples cries. They went marching, they went marching, Through boggy marsh, and rocky slopes, To fulfil an Island peoples hopes. We were […]

War Or Peace

April 14, 2010 by  
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The World speaks of war to bring peace, It has been said so many times before, When will mankind learn this certain piece of history,it comes through love of each other, ever more. Mighty nations speak of smart bombs, Lesser ones so called dirty ones, Not caring that all end in obligatory tombs, of destruction, […]

Valentine 1 and 2 and out

April 14, 2010 by  
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Vasectomy, Abortive Levy Enacting, Notwithstanding, Transfusing, Infibulating, Nooky. Exiguous. Vivacious, Adorable Lady, Exciting, Nubile, Tentacles Intertwined, Now and Ever. I can’t believe I have added this!

Two Way Split

April 14, 2010 by  
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Yours is yours, and mine is mine, Fifty fifty with the rest. That we agreed would be best, Now we both worship, at a half empty Shrine. Now we both worship, at a half empty Shrine, That we agreed would be best, Fifty fifty with the rest, Yours is yours, and mine is mine.

Troopship

April 14, 2010 by  
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Crowded below deck, like cattle in transit, We sit on tables on long wooden benches, Bent almost double avoiding the hammocks, The air now foul from the sweat and smoke. We take turns for short periods on deck; Discomfort even before we sailed. Travelling just as they did in Nelson’s day. Ill timed jokes about […]

Time For Tea

April 14, 2010 by  
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The two old friends in leather chairs reclined, One each side of the fire, legs spread wide, They spoke in turns, each remark not answered. Friends for so long, they knew each other’s mind. First bookend:’You awake? thought you were gone’ Second bookend:’ Not yet, just thinking about it’ Both knowing they were past their […]

The Witching Hour

April 14, 2010 by  
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A raven croaked, flitted across the Castle ruins. Pale streaks of moonshine casting shadows. Wierd shapes of ruined walls, looked menacing. The Witching hour neared it’s time. A shrieking Witch, long nosed and pointed hat, Broomstck and cat screamed around the castle walls, Signalling the Ghosties and Ghoulies to play, To a cresendo of shrieks […]

The Witch – A parody (by Gwen)

April 14, 2010 by  
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I saw her picking cowslips, and watched her where she stood. She never knew I spied her, While hiding in the wood. Her skirt was black as coal dust, And black her steeple hat, Her broomstick lay beside her, I’m positive of that. Then as she turned toward me, I thought it best to fly […]

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