Gilet Poems - Poems about Gilet

...The day is fresh Long before the sun yawns into the morning The sound of bells clanging Ropes whipping the mast into shape Creaking of the old boats A feint smell of lobster Rises to meet me ......

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...Blind Date I went on a blind date, to support my best mate Who assured me my girl would be awesome, But the girl he admired it later transpired, Said she'd only go out in a fours......

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