Best Spanner Poems

I have some favorite tools I use,
Whenever I ply my trade, 
From the hammer in my leather pouch, 
To the retractable cutting blade.

I also love...

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My neighbour her name is Matilda
She used to step out with a builder
She loved the exotic, but became quite neurotic
When his lovemaking no longer thrilled...

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For two weeks o'er Christmas; let's straighten the bend, or flatten the curve
Lets just get on the mend.' Give amazon and others a holiday space
And...

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Spiritual Mahjong
Your Move Lord

Is there a God?
A benevolent entity.
An eternal presence presiding over me.
A creator, watching and observing.
All knowing.
Is my end determined and conclusive before...

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After reading a couple of poems about spelling and grammar, i questioned about the the correct use of affect vs. effect and had a bit...

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Who speaks does indeed lie,
Who does not, surely knows more,
But keeps silent by fear to die,

The Walls have ears,
To listen and hear,
The brother became a...

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If I have a job to do I find a useful tool
For screwing in a screw I use a screwdriver
For banging in a nail I...

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Have you seen the part time plumber?
He plumbs in winter and a pop-star in summer
During a plumbing job, he will thrust out his spanner
Singing into...

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Crack open an eye on Saturday morn,
and reach out to give him a cuddle.
To find he's been up since break of dawn,
and crouched in a...

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That’s it the battle is won, the toilet can fight no more
Three weeks ago the flush would overflow.
And kept leaving a puddle on the floor

I...

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There is always a way, the optimist says, 
Yet the creak of life’s tensions groan low,
They shadow the quake that the floor he walks makes,
And...

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Holier than thou 

Not giv’n to pray, they were grey monks
‘Mid the holy band, ole’ Father John
Who was a gansta and wanksta,
Held command with some...

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I have a bottle of whisky I keep in my house
It is well hidden, like a tiny little mouse
I drink it in all kinds of...

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One time wombat shudders. It was very cold today and a kilt, cape, and long length knitted cloak just was not providing sufficient heat. Must...

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Least Developed Nations
Engage in high corruption and wastage
Are featured by poverty amidst plenty
Senior officers are like bats in offices and survive
Through no or faked democratic...

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