Best Punters Poems

COME ON SOUPER'S LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE FOLK SMILE DURING SUCH DIFFICULT TIMES FOR US ALL. THERE ARE LOTS MORE APT NAMES  - PLEASE SOUP MAIL POEMS AND I WILL ADD THEM 

My dentist is called Doctor Payne,
Who really lives up to...

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The other me you'd be quite surprised
She wears high heels, makes up her eyes
she parades around, singing lively songs
telling bawdy jokes where she belongs

Upon the stage, she's not alone
for in that bar, the stage, her home.
Dressed head to foot in sequinned gowns
the punters watch her...

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Shy Julie - A Punters Nightmare Part 1

They fancied themselves "Gurus of racing", this Ron and his best mate John
So they sat down one day in an easy relaxed way
And mused on the pros and the cons
Of punting and racing, of adrenalin flow chasing
To syndicates,...

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The DJ shuts the fader by mistake,
yet speaks his words in slick and practised tones,
but doesn’t hear them coming through his ’phones,
berates himself: That’s quite a gaffe to make.
That’s five whole seconds, nothing but dead air.
I’ve dropped a clanger. This is just not done!
The programme’s...

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This was inspired by Georgette Johnson’s poem “Savouring Another Day”
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One cold day whilst I was out in the snow 
I went into a cafe for a Joe
I slipped across floor 
And got an encore
Me and my Joe were the stars of the show.

The cup of...

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Jessica Casey the punters dream- Sequel to Shy Julie 

They came from near - they came from far
Bus ferry and train and some by car
THE GOLDEN EGG GRAND FINAL
One greyhound in mind
Jessica Casey -The Select One
She was ONE of a kind

Full of guts grit and...

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Ladies dress up, looking their best
Pretty clothes chosen just to impress

Perfumed and pretty the ladies in high heels
Their menfolk  look keen and prepare to do deals

It’s Ladies Day, at Ascot,  an important event
For spending one’s money and not paying the rent

The crowd roars...

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In equine racing they always say,
You hope to win when you make your play;
Off course as you know,it's the horses that show,
They're the only ones to make their hay.
With no help from the divine my guess could be as good as thine,
For doesn't our quadruped...

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In school it was all about Greek and Latin at a stretch it proposed
                           what was called humanistic education...

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Superb
Moulanic entertainers
rouge by colour their powerful red
the colour of lust
vermillion crimson a scarlet gapeing
a bawdy well loved little tattle dance
high kicking girls
screaming with a yelp
knocking ones hat off 
flying jump n splits
Oh Gawd just look
split crotch knickers

PS
Only jokin really about the Gawd bit
its was they...

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Men dressed in top hats and tails
Ladies in designer dresses and fascinators,
Bookmakers standing by the rails
Taking bets singles or accumulators,

Epsom downs, Derby day classic
The best of three year old equines,
Tensions heightened becoming dramatic,
Punters drinking champagne and wines,

Beautiful majestic Arabian athletes
Parade in front of the stand,...

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What are the world's current requisites?
Is preferable to intelligence than bellicosity.
We should stoop our heads like wind chimes,
Additionally, supplicate our Almighty God.

It doesn't matter if you approve it or not,
Ultimately, the answer is in your hands.
With a little blot, you cannot go wrong,
Regardless of what...

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Into the lane
come wind, impetuous rain.
Trees are now a threat,
gesturing wildly, angry,
promising to snap,
eager to pounce,
to crush in an embrace
of leaf and crusty bark.

The village fête, though,
is like the show:
it must go on,
it must go on.
It’s fixed in time,
it’s preordained.

Brave souls
staff the stalls and serve,
to...

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Leap off a Day

Leap off a day full of struggle and toil. 
Pleasure-power fuels freedom's few precious  
hours. Head for the cellar where solace is
found. Shoulder a way through the jostling crowd.
 
The thicket is wild and dense by the bar, 
winter-branch arms shedding...

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collects his benefits from hole in the wall

Luck is on his side, that's his school of thought

His mate has given him a hot tip, good man Paul

the stable lad, he's in the know well he ought 

Because he said put your shirt on this one

A...

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