Best Eck Poems

H opes of great joy to all
A lways upon other families we call
P leased to share what we have with others
P laying children warm the...

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Now I lay me down to sleep, 
I’m feverishly counting sheep …
Hoping that the perfect number 
Rewards me with a dreamless slumber.

Envisioning the sylvan state,...

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by Robert ( Bob) Moore © 2015

When I was a kid with a dirty neck
my mam would scream “wash it”, I’d run like ‘eck
grow spuds...

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by Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015

I used to get my haircut, at the local RSL
Gunther was the Barber, he knew my hair real well
for 20...

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The kids now start their summer term holidays, hip hip hooray
Thinking of the things we can all do over the bright sunny days 

I got...

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There Once Was a Lady Skydiver
Who Jumped Right Out Of a Glider
She Said Flippin 'eck
I've Broken My Kneck
And Now She Can See Right Behind Her...

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I’ve roved the whole wide world
And splendid it's wildly wonders are too,
Decided to lay down my hat
Close to an Aussie wombat,
Yet drawn to you with...

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H  eck yeah, I be PROUD to one a dose!
I  nbred? Lemme think (Who da HELL knows?)
C  ountry to the core and...

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The Grim Reaper, stirs from another well earned day of heavenly sleep
From within the bowels of this cavernous earth, from his cave so deep

His cloak...

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Bloomin Eck,Bloomin Eck !
I just got mi-sen a job.
A mista wants his coal in,
An offed me a bob.

He told me if a hurry up,
A can...

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So radiant in yellow gold hue
Under a bright afternoon sunshine
Neck turning slowly to directly
Follow and kiss the sun;
Loveliest of flowers, a symbol
Of optimism and happiness...

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Just Call Me A F*****G Hip Poke Writ

Oh flibbertigibbet
damn, heil (Stuart Little) let mice
self down dagnabbit,
no matter this lactose intolerant,

conscientious, consumer and avowed kit
and caboodle...

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Twice a day, the jackdaws gather in their thousands, in that same old tree 
It is as if they only gather for a good old...

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A  LANCASHIRE  LIASON

“Laugh an world laughs with yer” she said, as she cum in.
I said,“ Do you live in a barn?” 
 She...

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HOLIDAY SONGS

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Or Hannukah, Quanza—It’s really your choice!
Live, love, laugh—be happy
I’ll be home for Christmastime to rejoice!
Deck the halls—Let’s be of...

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