Best Nelly Poems

Nelly my mum was 87 on June -7th -11
her Writings at ...
http://www.scullywag.com/kokoda1942stoush/
My sweet little momma still lives in her house. independently.

ELLEN MAY JOHNSON. (Beau Brummell  is her great Uncle)
Yes Ellen Brummell was her name, our good sweet Mother dear . 
We wouldn`t trade this...

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I’ll tell you all a story
Tis one close to my heart
Has love, Has life, It has a cow
A haystack torn apart
The man in question?
Well that be me.
The setting?
Cheltenham Town
So gather all, come, sit around
My tale I shall tell

Refrain:
Oh the pastor’s daughter Nelly
Now she was a...

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Smelly Nelly was quite a charming girl,
She wore her hair in braids instead of curls,
Bathing several times per day in the Jewish way,
Yet many scoffed and sniffed,
exclaiming she smelt like manure in hay,
Nelly used expensive oils and attars,
some came from lands very far,
Her raiments were...

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Rolled about a bit I’d say
Since Nell and I first met
Denver down to Old Fort Lauderdale

Flatland fever hit one day and
Drowning in our sweat
Mountains pulled us up a dusty trail

Cut down trees and nested in
The Hills of Carolina
Dogs and cats and serendipity

People there talked funny...

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An Ode to Nelly Bligh

The leaves are falling all around,
They softly float to the ground.
This is a real strange affair,
Now that fall and winter are in the air.

Gone are the flowers seen in the spring,
They were tied to the stem like an apron string.
The cold...

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Plum' out the city 
And ne'ly in the woods- trees...
Wildlife and dirt roads...

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Old Nelly so blue
hasn't the notes to do
some say she's a one hit wonder
but she knows she's made of thunder
singing those sad chord days,
she plays her jazz in new ways.

Old Nelly play the nose,
ring out the sax
and soak the audience with your hose,
stamp them with...

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All the wild critters run a race
But Nelly maintains a calm pace
So calm in her ways
Her actions display
No feathers ever ruffled out of place!...

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My Dad he waits for Nelly,
but she's still on this side,
almost 90 nearly,
little momma caint decide:)

Don
re:
 Anne Rutherford "Heavenly Message"...

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Never been good at opening up & saying what I really feel, but when it comes to you its just feels natural,    Easy going, down to earth, lovely humour, I could list down everything I like about you but it would be...

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She should have been an investigative reporter
She is the first in the know
The first on the scene
Asking questions on top of questions
None of them her business

What she does with this knowledge is a mystery
Is she a novelist?
Does she have a blog?
Her nosey ways have alienated...

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A generation to ask why.
Peaked and taught a world is nothing but themselves, not even to be.

Occupying nothing but digital spaces offered to prior persons and parentage.

From here, where are we to go?
The highest minds have none to say.

If they did this, it wouldn't be.
The...

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