Cruiser Poems - Poems about Cruiser

Broad in the beam not much of a looker this crusty rust-bucket of nuts screws and bolts is a crabby old hooker as luck would have it dolled up trolling for supper at any port in a storm she still gives good service tho' down on her uppers now showing her years deep in the scuppers yet still on the game fishing by night for a living not to...

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Slick, quick, lickety split Opportunity arrives on spot The gilded glide, slides To take possession of her lot Chunks of honey drips, drops Off lips of galvanized gold Sounds of flowering rounds To soften the hardened blow Click, tick, lock and load Up the ladder she goes Floor after floor, opening doors Til her glory radiates constant glow Raising daisies gather gorges For loser cruisers to fall Altitude attitude...

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337 As I sat On my Front stairs Waiting On and on They came Cruiser after Cruiser Guess I’m Going back To the pen To see My friends...

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Again on the side of the road with my head under the hood, A firm jiggle on the starter wire and start again she probably should. More than a month’s salary to get her fixed, I cannot afford to pay, So every time she conks out on me - the hood goes up before I’m on my way. The...

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OUR TIN POT NAVY so THEY SAID in 1914 Sydney in the first World War 1 In 1914 German cruisers were cut loose and Emden she was one…………….…(fired 38lb shells) the Indian ocean she did for hunting choose and 9 ships were sunk by gun……. Then she sailed and shelled Madras , I say captured 10 more ships, when off...

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