by Jim Hannigan | Aug 12, 2010 | Poetry
I’m a cheeky young chappy, cheeky that’s me I live in a mansion near Clacton-on-sea I play in the sand with me bucket and spade I wear designer sun glasses but me mates call them shades I go home in the evening before the sun fades I drink soup from a basket served up...
by Jim Hannigan | Aug 12, 2010 | Poetry
As I landed in the desert, oh what a dreadful sight There was bodies all around me, I wet my pants with fright, My captain said go forward son, but keep your head down low, Just then a bullet pierced my helmet I guess I was too slow, And as I laid in the desert dust...
