by Paddy Slevin | Apr 9, 2008 | Poetry
I’m giving up beer and I’m giving up Scotch, Yes, I’m giving up drinking entirely. For my liver complains. My old kidney’s got pains, And my doctor is warning me direly. I’m giving up cake and I’m giving up chips. Not that I’ve been over-indulging. But, I’ve noticed...
by David Killelay | Mar 20, 2008 | Poetry
You asked me if my poems were rude As if I wrote them in the nude As if id written them, when in the Bath When what I want, is to make you laugh Some times I want to make you think So I don’t write them by the sink Some poems bring comfort, when loved ones die Some...
by David Killelay | Mar 20, 2008 | Poetry
I looked across the Market square, as I sat on a bench To leave my fire side that day, had been a massive wrench I needed funds withdrawn in time, for a driving course But opening times on Wednesday fill me with such remorse Sat on my bench across the square and...
by A. R. Lewis | Mar 20, 2008 | Poetry
Mary, Mary, Flirtatious Mary, How do your boy friends grow, Of Soldiers, Sailors, and Airmen fair, And pretty boys all in a row, But it’s the handsome red tunicked Guardsman, Who resides in my Jardiniere,
by John Sinclair | Mar 20, 2008 | Poetry
Biscuits Brown You can’t help but frown As you bite on down On a biscuit brown Someone once told me they were edible I find that totally incredible They give you meat paste To disguise the taste But you still do not eat them with haste Have you ever eaten the meat...
