Best Gerry Poems

Gerry, a galoot from Burke,
 Was a professional at doing the shirk,
        No labour where he goed
          No sweat ever flowed,
     A genius at avoiding...

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I saw you moving through the trees
Unsure I'd seen what eyes had seen
Through glints of sunshine on your face
To shadows on the trees embrace

I remember you I thought
From a memory that's longingly sought
Like dreaming in my mind by day
I new Id meet you once again

Your...

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What I remember is his smile
That was never far from his dial
When we were young he was there
Our Course 47 for three years of Academy fair

Each one of us would have a tale
Of Gerry’s pranks that would never fail
But time marches on for all of...

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