by David Killelay | Nov 29, 2007 | Poetry
Sheffield City, well known to us all Now it is famous, for a poem the wall This City of steel now sounds quite perverse New glamour is brought, by this skyline of verse Will simple folk like me, with time? Wonder why the poem don’t rhyme Leaving school, with simple...
by David Killelay | Nov 29, 2007 | Poetry
A Rum Maiden in a raffle he gave a great big sigh It is a must to try and win, to help an old GI. He tried to buy a ticket but the seller wanted a snooze See me in the morning ill have slept of all this booze He left his eggs and bacon a fiver in his hand The seller...
by David Killelay | Nov 29, 2007 | Poetry
Glad the move went well to Evesham Road But sad you’re standing in the cold Of course your Mother knew the best To keep you warm and wear a vest A craft stall at Ledbury, could be evil Surrounded by things, so medieval You do this of course for your great love Neil So...
by David Killelay | Nov 29, 2007 | Poetry
Mary & Ivor came to visit we were having quite a Lark Sandra flicked the light switch and plunged us in the Dark. There’s a fuse box in the sky some where I’ve seen it way up high. I’m sure, I’m sure I’ve seen it, Was Sandra’s mournful cry!! Sorry...
by David Killelay | Nov 29, 2007 | Poetry
Sandra’s steak was chewy The waiter said “what’s that” Sandra said “it’s terrible I wouldn’t feed it to my cat” The manager came over and Gave Sandra a big wink He said “sorry about that madam Please have a nice free drink.” Then we had the Quiz night, The answers...