Long Boozing Poems

-LAST DAYS OF OLD BEN-


    “See that man up there on the mountain, son?”
“Yeah Pop, why’s he a’jes sittin there starin’ out at nuthin?"
 Well, son it ain’t nothin’ he’s seein’…Just nuthin...

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Joy and I have been to Melbourne and we’re coming home at last,
From a family get together that I’m glad has come and passed,
It was good to catch up with the rellies who we haven’t...

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This is a true story of seven students
Agone days of those ill-famed fiddles
Musing with drolleries – assiduity on catchy missies
And lamed against educators animalism.
Books usually kept aside but concentration hard on last night
Weekends glossed upon...

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To the proud parents, Anna and Theo
A serious lad, silent and thorough
A clan of preachers
And dealers of art
From the southern Netherlands came Van Gogh

When sent to school, he did not want to go
The separation led...

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The virile Knight gives evil eye to all 
And champion to all who missed the call, 
A long forgotten conflict ripped our soul 
The virile Knight defends the final toll. 

(In a hole 
Where the...

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7/22/21

People continuing to show hate
As if they themselves are so great
While the planet continues to rotate

Boy you need a lot more than Colgate
You thought it did, but it carried no weight
Don't make me, or I'll...

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At ten o’clock each morning, the Barley Tavern opens up its door,
and every now and then I saunter down, just making sure,
that Ken the barman hasn’t slept in, so he might need a call,
to satisfy...

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Woman, woman that I loved uncommonly
Several springs ago
When the weather was good and callow
When the wind whistled swiftly, low and slow
Oh! Woman, you were young, strong and sparkling
Darling, now you're deceased
Lying down and sleeping comatose...

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3 am in the morning
Everybody is sleeping
Some of them are snoring 
Maybe others are boozing
And the rest making out and moaning
Conclusion, everyone’s enjoying this night
Doing this doing that
Everybody is busy somehow 
Only me lying on...

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My life is hard, hardly ever does my head rise above water.
My house is empty, hardly is there any laughter.
I cannot sleep, I cannot keep still,
On my table there is always, an unpaid bill.
Each day...

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Twenty fifth of December, three thousand and four
and already I'm down in the dumps
we're round at the neighbour's via tubes that save labour
propelled by some hydraulic pumps.
We've exchanged all our presents and got them unwrapped
once...

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Tomorrow’s history makers
Future record breakers
Are the infants of this day
They should be taught well
In order to lead the way

They should be taken forward
In the fear of God 
By the responsible one’s above them
Ye parents, guardians...

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ballad

I was a child creating kidstuff,
I lied and cheated just enough
to feel the guilt when all alone at home.
I copied homework from friend Sue
and passed it down the row to Lou.
We knew so little of...

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On a Monday public holiday and with my son home from school,
we organized to go out fishing in a creek where blackfish rule,
and while we’re putting in the boot, our bamboo poles and fishing gear,
I...

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Urban Jungle Blues

I am a survivor of the urban jungle!
Where walking in fear was a daily struggle.
Angry, violent, hostile people on mass 
transportation.
Cussing, spitting and fighting and plenty 
of public intoxication.

Schools more like a vile Pay...

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I am wanting to look good.
It is high time that I should
The mirror in the wardrobe told me so
I am now no longer fit
Just an old decrepit git
Who lost his youthful figure long ago

My hair...

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We met in yonder tavern
hay up top o' meikle hill
bousing  nappy til a' fou
the nite drave on wi' rairing voices
an the nappy growing better
a souter gars a bet wi' lades o' siller
the deil laughs...

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Many are the 'characters' I met while serving my nation.
Seems there's always one who stands out in every organization!
In Bermuda (where I fought the Korean War) was such a cuss.
He was my bunkmate and he...

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hopeless
this
i am sad
tell me why is that so bad
i guess i don't know
no 
good words
i did not go to school
i didn't wear clothes
listen to music
or study
feel cool
how do i get into this world
with a ged
and...

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That's not my elephant, the barman said, when last I went a boozing 
Then threw at me a grin filled glance, that was a long way from amusing
You brought him here, you bring him home,...

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An Actor`s life 
My life as an artist lasted long although no one saw me acting
only that my behaviour changed if I had read a book and liked
the hero in it, or seen a western...

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The things we bury within our mind
like a ravenous forager returning a find
all the cracks between our multiple side
along with the secrets we try to hide
drowning in illusory shames false tide

respectability can be a curse
not...

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6/17/17


I'm just cooling 
And musing
Below the flooring and above the roofing
Still manuevering and moving
Working hard towards improving

Live a life of your choosing
Focused on what I'm doing
Got to get it, can't continue snoozing
While there is and...

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The Arctic Fire Bugs

Ice nights are the playpen
For the kids born to this land
 Skating rinks and bowling shoes 
Never touched a hand
Or foot that kicked at blocks of ice
As thick as you are tall
They...

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I strolled through the local cemetery the other day
And here are some epitaphs I observed along the way:

Cletus O'Toole lies herein
Too much boozing done him in!

Here lies a gambler molding in his crypt
Odds are he...

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