Lincolnshire Poems - Poems about Lincolnshire

...Could discontentment be a vice? To be a farmer would suffice - yet, born upon this earthly sphere, a boy in County Lincolnshire was left by farming, cold as ice. Not content to sow and harv......

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...upon the Rase a troublesome crone who meddled in the Rasen folk for she a witch! a witch! their slant and well she laid upon a cow a cursied blight a cursied spell and lo would not this neigh......

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...Quincerra queen of the white horse had a full load today But she made an exception when she heard of the lost foal. She said, I can easily tackle my list of have-to-dos another day. For being the ......

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...Matlock the hare has a good life He is alone now, he has lost his wife. But his offspring are near, visiting each day. He loves his evenings, when they are far away. Matlock loves to sit in fro......

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...A Lincolnshire lass was she in youth and bloom revealing, and upon us all God smiled when unto this world a child was born and bred in Healing Red flower of the Midlands - ......

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...Smead Say, the sinister ugly buggy cook covertly took action Driving the wandering geek man into her neon computer screen He smashed his head a bit on the edge, which gave her satisfaction. She wa......

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...Ghoul exploded from his coffin with an enormous boom. Two virtual students caught the sight on Zoom. It was weird that this knave escaped his dank grave. Dead in a cave, but now an internet fave. ......

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...Oh listen helots while my words be bold To gather fire that fills our spirits mold So brimstone melds the brick and mortar wold We face death to defend these walls of old Our wars be borne for ......

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...If you drop a hammer don’t do it on Mars it might float for years Then chip off some stars If you drop a nail Not on my roads in Lincolnshire I’ve already had to pay to fix a really flat tir......

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...Our sweet breakfast guest was a vampire. His finger eating I did admire. Listened to Philharmonic Choir His falsetto lit the house on fire Favorite apple pie was a Macintyre We had purchased the......

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... ~~~~~~~~ climate change... killing spring bees... spiders many flies early nesters starve once joy the seasons... the charm of springs overture... winter defies it... today........

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...THE 70'S ~~~~~~~~~~~ The first year we were married, bliss! Our son Kirk was conceived and born. In Lincoln, it was so remiss! A cesarian, us both torn! We feared for him and I......

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...A cummerbund of peach and tangerine below Persian blue sky now washes pale, Marsh Harriers and Starlings call, unseen, competing in bizarre chromatic scales. Sewn onto the horizon in a hem, like......

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...Hollie was born with no right forearm, In Lincolnshire on June 26th in 1994, But now resides in Wales, Hengoed, To train at Cardiff Metropolitan Uni. The F46 javelin category suits her, A......

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...Wow a party having a discourse. Now that's a very proud time isn't it? When passing a glass don't wave at a passing wavelength as hair can often disguise a taste. So be careful on the floor then. A l......

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