Cooney Poems - Poems about Cooney

...Every year for seven now I’d helped me mate Tom Cooney out, along with Laurie ‘Fitz’ and Barry Dore when asparagus did sprout. We worked our shifts ‘til knock off time, then off we’d quickly dart, ......Read the rest...

...Young John Cooney was no troubled lad, It mattered not that he had no dad; A loving home and family kept him glad, He seemed content with his lot, rarely sad. Young Joh......Read the rest...

...She came in flying sheet of ice an icing on the cake For that matter idle chatter frisky kitten chilly cold Oven ready eyes are beady dough is steady simple bake Funny spicy squashy swishy kitty......Read the rest...

...You waited to die Until my brothers and I could stand Beside your bed, the killer within silently, slowly devouring all that had been you. Michael, the youngest, so like you-- His face a mirror of y......Read the rest...