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Family/Friends Poems
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| BACKFIRE | Milton Taylor | |||
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It happened twenty years ago while travelling interstate Looking for a shearing job - the night was getting late. ... |
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| Christmas Tradition | Kathryn (Chris) Hamann | |||
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My father was Catholic of a true Irish strain It was a point of honour that from the first Sunday in Advent he never drew one sober breath The Lord was toasted / made welcome in every inn. |
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| Danger! | Phyllis McDuff | |||
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I didn't chop my fingers. They're just short and pink and fat. I didn't chop my fingers when I went CHOP, CHOP, like that! |
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| For Mother | Ephraim Crud | |||
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You nursed me through me milk teeth, .... |
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| Grannie's Trannie | Margaret Glendenning | |||
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Since Grannie tuned her trannie to a wee small hours D.J., She's learning, on an average, six new words a day! When she used her new found knowledge to express her point of view The pot plants all keeled over and the atmosphere burned blue! |
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Grannie's Will | Shirley Friend | ||
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Mum was watching the soapies when Aunt Millie rang this day. Said she was going round to Grandma's she was about to pass away. I burst into tears with self pity. Remembering as a kid ... her ways. Wiping my nose on her apron stiff from the other days. |
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| Grandma's off her Rocker! | Author Unknown | |||
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In the dim and distant past, When life's tempo wasn't fast, Grandma used to rock and knit, Crochet, tat and baby sit. ..... |
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I
Am My Own Grandpa 
(Ex Top Ten) |
Molly Ellis | |||
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Many, many years ago When I was twenty-three I got married to a widow Pretty as could be. |
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| It's Not Too Different | Robert Oxford | |||
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It's not too different ... way down here The sun's a bit hotter ... It's a good drop 'o beer It's not too way out ... in a strange sort of way ... |
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| Just Another Girl | Vida Rideout | |||
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I remember, I remember the night that I was born, It was dark and stormy, but I couldn't wait 'til morn. Dad went for the doctor, he was in bed fast asleep. He opened up one beady eye, and said. "I think she'll keep." ..... |
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| Just a Theory | Matt Haught | |||
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Just a different look at the origin of man ... |
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| MeeM | Paul Bearer | |||
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Send in the clones. I've not been feeling myself recently! |
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| Mum | Stephen Cree | |||
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The very first words I ever spoke, according to my mum, were... |
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| Old Tom's Daughters | Roger Wooller | |||
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Old Tom had five hardworking girls. He kept them on the run. Molly mustered Tilly tallied... |
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| Ringo
Blues
(Ex Top Ten) |
Graham Fredriksen | |||
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He's bought himself a set of drums - Seems that's the latest fad For them with teenage craniums Just to annoy their Dad.... |
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| The
Camp Fire
(Ex Top Ten) |
Stringybark | |||
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Ah! remember the good old family camping trips! |
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| The Curse | Lona Walker | |||
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This poem has nothing to do with my current mother-in-law. . .everything to do with the ex-one. |
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| The Godfather | Wally (The Bear) Finch | |||
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An Italian family that lives near me had a welcome addition to their family And for miles around with vino and grins happy folk celebrated the birth of twins. ... |
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| The Lion and Albert | Marriott Edgar | |||
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There's a famous seaside town called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went there with young Albert, their son... |
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| The Typical Tippings | Mark Both | |||
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The Tippings were of typical genus, Dad from Mars, Mum from Venus, Sibling Junior, of perfect pedigree, ... |
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| The Ventriloquist | Denis Kevans | |||
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Our job was to get" the scratchings" ready for their final flight, In the steerage class compartment of the angels' satellite, And Maxie, our technician, was waiting, "Brahms and Liszt", ... |
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| Tom's Washer | DonL | |||
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I have never meet a race of people so willing to help others like the Irish. |
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| Uncle Joe | Tara Leonard | |||
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Uncle Joe has a stutter A funny kind of sound: T -t -t - ta, t -t -t - ta R - r - r - ra, r - r - r - ra .... |
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| Up Her Nose | Ephraim Crud | |||
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Morwena's here! She's in our kitchen havin' her tresses transformed |
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| When Audrey met Henry | Wes | |||
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Audrey was a spinster with a 'man hunt' on her mind. She'd set her eyes on Henry, just moved in the flat behind...... |
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| When Visiting The Family | Chloe Arbetin | |||
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Remember all those basic manners your mother taught you when you were young..here is the real version of what she means to say. |
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poetry is copyright by the individual authors.
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