Best Winch Poems

In the year ninteen eighty one on the nineteenth day of December
A day the town of Mousehole in Cornwall, will always remember
An R.N.L.I. Watson class...

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With hands immersed in suds and water warm,
I stand before the sink, humbled vassal,
To plates and dishes, grease and grime the norm,
My task to cleanse...

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CAR   COURT


Enter,   the older   heavyweight  steel  giant,
The bailiff,  a   1954 Hudson,  reads unhesitant...

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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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Lobster Fishing

It was still dark when I arrived at five o’clock
I commenced the day by going to the wrong dock
I was a little concerned that...

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My wife went shopping yesterday
Posted missing what do the police say
Her weight color and eyes
Please tell me he cries
I need to know for the missing's...

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He sat all alone, drinking jim beam and coke

Looking out as the waves crashed ashore

He kept to himself, drinking jim beam and coke

As the storm...

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Dame Judy Dench
Loves to fish for Tench
When she fixes her motor
She uses a wrench
If she’s feeling tired she sits down on a bench,
DJD is polylingual;
Her...

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(Any resemblance between said title,
as told tummy by ya finch,
and commander in chief,...
not accidental, nor a cinch
buttock hum posed on behalf

of these bottom ming out
fifty...

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Why, does existing have to be
burdensome. My mortal thoughts flee
like rain drumming at my window, 
then trickles releasing a dam 
leaving me brittle to exam
my...

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The wind faces us down, a bitter housemaster
seeing our tricks, he raises his willowy cane, 
jealous of our freedom and wings 

Then pitiless comes the...

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Shiver me timbers
What's going on
I was dressed as a pirate 
When I woke up this morn

I looked in the mirror
And let out an Arrrr....
I came...

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I am  so enthralled by a verse
an impressive and virile style conquered
quenching one’s thirst seems hardly emerge
however; all songs, stories and ideas being shared
are...

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Shiver me timbers
What's going on
I was dressed as a pirate 
When I woke up this morn

I looked in the mirror
And let out an Arrrr....
I came...

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Dawn breaks ruby red, windy day in sight.
Sailors scorning its warning, grab a bite
Pack their gear, rush to yacht, hoist sails upright.
Sea weathered mates, love...

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