Best Baccy Poems

'Twas the night before Christmas and it was heavily snowing
The windows in the house rattled with the wind that was blowing
Santa looked out through the...

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Beneath this table sits a box
It’s scruffy, thin and battered.
 A cardboard box of memories
Of days that really mattered.

Confetti from my wedding day
A drawing by...

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The old man stood;elbows resting on the old stone wall
Wistfully he gazed over the snow laden field,
Watching the sheep nibble on bales of hay,
He thought...

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Each time my Auntie Rosa went to shop in the High Street,
She’d bring us back a pink-iced bun; it was our special treat.
We’d take them...

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In continuation to the limerick "PEDRO THE PEDDLER" . . . : )

PEDRO’S BROTHER DIEGO . . . 

So . . . 

Didn’t Pedro have...

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Harry (written by Steven Cooke)

He stairs through the window
In wheelchair he knows,
Gabriel is just a pause behind him.
His last duty, to open a door in...

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OFFICE BOY
the class
   of summer fifty five
left to ply
   their business lives

the office     partners just two
pens ...

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Splidgy splodgy, squishy and squashy
Time to find Dad’s old mackintoshy
Time to jump in the puddles so deep
To splishy and splashy, and cover his feet
In glorious...

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I raked in my baccy pouch
to find the makings of a toke
and pretty soon I was riding
that sweet magic smoke

stretching like a giant
a million miles...

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She had a face like a fish fryer's basket,
All stressed  and creased and lined 
His like  a bag of old spanners
Abused, misused, misaligned....

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There was an old stripper called Jacky,
who's act was deemed rather tacky.
But she got her comeuppance 
when, out of her tuppence,
fell six pipes, fifty fags...

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Peanut butter sarnies
Wacky baccy smoke
Hysterical laughter
At an unfunny joke
Colours so intense 
Brighter than I've ever seen
Sound reverbing through me
Clearer than it's ever been
Passing the material...

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the class
   of summer fifty five
left to ply
   their business lives

the office     partners just two
pens  ...

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He wanted to be a Toreador
He’d bought a suit of light
He practised with his mother’s cape
Nearly every single working night

He could perform The Veronica
With a...

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Pipe tobacco is cheaper than hand rolling tobacco, that’s  good
But you gotta chip it an chop it and tug out all of the twigs...

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