Best Cripes Poems

Oh cripes I’ve gotta tell yer of a horror ride I had,
	That beat any bronc or bull I’ve rode, and I must say I’m glad,
	I’ll...

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Dad had threatened for some time, to reclaim the land behind the shed,
where rubbish over many years, had stockpiled but now instead
of being easy to...

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I was working up Loch Valley logging for a local mill;
camping in a make-shift hut I built half way up a struggling hill.
I worked till...

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I got a phone call from a mate of mine I hadn't seen for years,
and I could tell by his quivered voice that he was...

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It's in a turtle soup shop where I'm employed
It's my duty to cook vomit-inducing soup turtle
which no decent human palate could stand;
a horrid job and...

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Fair dinkum mate I feel like a Tassie Tiger
And I’m not bullin’ you, and a real galah as well
How come this bloody sheila to such...

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The Mozzies are biting, we forgot the Aeroguard
The ants, all the bickies are about to bombard
The twins are fightin’ and actin’ real mean
This family picnic,...

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We were making a tour across Europe
Stopped late down in Chalon-sur-Saône
Checked into the youth hostel after lights out
So I walked up the halls on my...

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Samantha gave her Daddy a disdainful look
He’s been out again with that ripper old chook
He’s been acting all gaga, the silly old fool
Isn’t it disgusting...

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I’m mourning over my old mate Bill; the old codger’s no longer alive.
Yes, the old ‘bugger’s given up smoking and stumps are at eighty-five.
No more...

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Dad had threatened for some time to reclaim the land behind the shed,
where rubbish over many years, had stockpiled but now instead
of being easy to...

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GOIN’ NOWHERE FAST

At any rate
the traffic…
…”God, get that finger out of there”
….”cripes, she wiped it on the seat”
stalled….
…..”She’s puttin’ on eye make-up”
…”she could put her...

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Shiela ran off an im busted

Been there hard to bear, 
colour gone, now black n white, 
catch another horse ole mate, 
saddle up an treat...

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Midst of night

Sorrows cripes
Sober shouts are unheard and loud
Coldness surrounding me
From all sides oh my loud why
In the midst of night I am all alone

Even...

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all the stuff going on that motel was heating up but the locksmith didn't speak
Irish too well & besides he got drunk & robbed the...

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