by Robert Peden | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
I did not serve my twenty two, But in nineteen years I had a drink or two, Like young soldiers brave and hardy, I got to know Ron Bacardi, We drank doubles could not get enough of the stuff, Then I discovered Pierre Smirnoff, This friend would lead me a merry dance,...
by Robert Peden | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Woke up this morning with an aching head, The quilt hardly covering the form in the bed, Slowly trying to put my feet on the ground, This is senseless to the toilet I’m bound. After spewing up last nights beer, Feeling better head is now clear, About your drinking...
by Robert Peden | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
I’m sitting here before my P.C. screen, Thinking about things that might have been, Things in my life that I have seen, Lifetime hate between Orange and Green. Some things in life I’ve put to the test, Being right don’t give you a bullet-proof vest, It really don’t...
by Robert Peden | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
My Grandson wakes from his afternoon sleep, life’s worries for him so far way, I greet him with hugs, and kisses and as he becomes fully awake, he just want’s to play, What will he be, Footballer, Fireman, Priest, Straight or Gay? I do hope it matters At The End Of...
by Robert Peden | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
That bright star showed them the way, Where a King was born and respect to pay, A palace, castle one would think, No it was a stable with animals that stink. Probably grew up like us all in the HOOD, He found he could use his hands with wood, Water to wine? A problem...