Brum Poems - Poems about Brum

...Well what the Dickens is going on? My choice as the greatest scribe and voice of our tribe Charles not himself a cricketing man but definitely a fan Twas…the tale of two skippers and two cities ......

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... So sorry to see you go Mo Tally ho & bravo but must let you know Not being weird...you had a bigger beard Face more hirsute to boot than even WG Grace. Gleaming beaming grin..strea......

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...The nucleus of a pin cushion is akin to the internal mechanisms of a sausage. A big massive drama but don't tell Dalai Lamar and the turtle doves will sing and swing in the breeze. A damsel in distre......

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...Day out I met a woman with glasses on and she sat upon her bum; She smiled at me while we both caught the midday blazing sun. We walked along were the band played loud and the audience ate chips......

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...Stitched on patches and fur all gone We both grow old we’re getting on I remember well that long past day When you arrived on reindeered sleigh The joy I felt on that Christmas morn With shouts......

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...Beep beep as the car drives past Zooming around so very fast Wow, Look at him go Sorry, but no time to stop or go slow! Whoosh whoosh as the airplane fly’s by White tracks in the sky as it fly......

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