Long Cert Poems
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take, take, who’s on the make? and do some
people have a vested stake?
now tax is surely a painless way, to right
whole countries and save the day,
if medals are struck as some time they may
in honour of those who have made the way,
and what will the legends and letters say
as Ireland and Greece go down the slide,
and Portugal's on a roller coaster ride, (doctors)
have made provision for this long haul way,
no more to boom! It’s bust, bust, bust, so the interest
pillow is a dead cert must! but have our saviours’ today,
managed to saddle still salvageable
economy's into a hundred years of H P paydays..?
© Joe Maverick 31-1-2011
for Carolyn Devonshire's (taxing times contest)
Many years ago in the mid-70s
music was my idol especially concerts
Glasgow's Apollo was my regular venue
loved night's there fabulous to be a cert
The Queen of Punk in these times
Siouxsie and the Banshees was a doll
so had to book when Siouxsie was due
really excited when gig was near my call
But on the day Siouxsie took a sore throat
so the concert canceled was a real blight
look to hear 'Happy House' being 'Spellbound'
'Hong Kong Garden' took me 'Into the Light'
On the night traveled up to be let down
the gig was off so drove back home
halfway home the car broke down
left alone in the wilds, need to phone
I saw a house way out on its own uphill
went and asked to phone my dad, please
so he came up the A77 but drove past me
stunned I was left to look up at the trees
Thankfully dad realized having missed me
turn around and found me waiting on roadside
so towed my dead car all the way home
that night in my thoughts did always abide
(This is a true tale when in my mid-20s when a canceled concert by my fav punk band 'Siouxsie and the Bashees' left me stranded in the wild country in the evening but rescue came to pick me up.)
Arsenal first Friday, always start well
New signings too, will give Leicester hell
Arsenal easy, next,
Liverpool in the early game, a win at a canter
Watford offer up more presents than Santa
Arsenal easy, Liverpool canter, next,
Chelsea at the Bridge a cert to crush Burnley
Untouchable last season, this is money for free
Arsenal easy, Liverpool canter, Chelsea a cert, next,
Man City away win, there’s simply no reason
Why Brighton won’t be relegation fodder this season
Arsenal easy, Liverpool canter, Chelsea a cert, Man City away, next,
Spurs to cane Newcastle, big gap in class
Don’t think the magpies are gonna last
Arsenal easy, Liverpool canter, Chelsea a cert, Man City away, Spurs pure class, last,
Man United on fire, all glitz and glamour
Scoring for fun, gonna stuff the hammers
Arsenal easy, Liverpool canter, Chelsea a cert, Man City away, Spurs pure class, United on fire,
Fifty quid on a six-fold, what could possibly go wrong
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Arsenal Nil Leicester 1
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Damn
It's twenty twenty there is a new threat
A virus with no cure as yet.
Its a pandemic, its all around.
An antibody needs to be found.
Globally politicians and proffesionals have aired.
A lockdowns required people are scared.
The advice that been given is very sound.
Stay at home save your pound.
No save lives is what it's about.
For goodness sake don't go out.
Thousands of people have sadly died.
More to come scientists confide.
No cure at present we must isolate
Joe public's lives are in a state
Schools being closed indefinitely.
What to do with the children, 'Help me!!'
Exercise daily but only once a day
The kids just want to go out and play
Daily shopping is frowned upon
All hand cleaner and toilet rolls have gone
People panic buying what's so wrong
Vulnerable people can't be out too long
Go to work if you can
Or work from home like I am
Stay at home with your family
Protect them from this uncertainty
The emergency services are doing us proud.
I hope you all clapped really loud
Community groups have stepped up too
They are here to help me and you.
So please everyone listen to the advice
Stay at home or throw the dice
It's not just you that will be hurt
It's others around you that's a cert.
Freudian Slip --- Insight of Lip --- Dane Ann
Gravestone ---Heart- Mark ---Dane Ann
Gall --- Vexing Vixen --- Dane Ann
Happiness --- Bounteous Bliss ---Dane Ann
Hog Sty --- Power Pen --- Dane Ann
Indigent --- Penniless Pauper --- Dane Ann
Insistent --- Relentless Nagging ---Dane Ann
Jerring ---Heartless Heckler --- Dane Ann
Jovial --- Cheery Chirping --- Dane Ann
Sports Nuts --- Crunchy Food, Poetic Mood For All to Read --- Linda-Marie Bariana
Good Vibrations --- Ghostly Groove --- Catie Lindsey
Last Will and Testament --- Dead Bread ---Catie Lindsey
Fine Wine and Spirits --- Wink and Drink ---Catie Lindsey
Agreement --- Words Concurred --- Dane Ann
Argument --- Quite Quarrel --- Dane Ann
Banter --- Chat Wit --- Dane Ann
Care --- Need Heed --- Dane Ann
Conscience --- Scruple Snooper --- Dane Ann
Detective --- Fact Grinder --- Dane Ann
Ducking --- Waddle Quacking --- Dane Ann
Emotional --- Frazzle Dazzled --- Dane Ann
Ship Mate --- Toy Boat --- HG
Gravestone --- Dead Cert. --- Sean Kelly
Broadcaster --- American Female Newscaster --- Sean Kelly
Cold War --- Battle Against Swine Flu ---Sean Kelly
Silicon Valley --- Cleavage, After Breast Enhancement --- Sean Kelly
Hebrew --- Jewish Tea For Men Only --- Sean Kelly
Well, what is a typical normal day?
firstly nothing is planned for sure
semi-planned maybe no cast-iron cert
so honestly, I like them always newer
8 am on the dot up wash dressed
start aright with God for daily prayer
Bible read then breakfast with a cup of tea
catch AP on PC check emails comb hair
Mid-morning go out for a Costa coffee
sometimes with Christine or on my own
then enjoy a walk in a country park
have lunch there at peace on my own
Such joys really make me smile
to be content find pleasure as I read
go home on the bus in the afternoon
read poems on AP such pleasure indeed
These days so good since I retired
such blessing to enjoy this I find
sometimes watch a DVD so to relax
or listen to music classical my kind
After meal Christine and I sit down
just enjoy each other in love to chat
then maybe write a poem when I muse
have supper before bed so that is that!
( I have written a poem that describes my typical day here in Scotland.)
Criminals just do not get it,
When if they only opened their eyes even a little bit,
They would see a much better fit,
When the law gives more opportunities inside it,
Than outside it.
Don't they know information is the thing,
If they want to be a queen or a king.
It will open any door,
Let you make use of the poor,
Or the guy next door.
If you have a devious mind,
You can rob others blind,
Without getting in a bind.
The law allows you to drive your bulldozer through it,
With no jail time attached to it.
There will always be some expert
Prepared to blur the lines to fit,
What ever project you want to protect,
With words like minimal impact,
Or no reason to reject.
So, why do it,
When time in the sun is so short,
And avoiding court,
Can be a dead cert.
There was no rancour in the brain, or canker,
no legions, in fact this brain could be re-used,
the heart had been torn apart but looked perfect,
what had caused this terrible damage - what do you expect?
Had it received a constant battering from others,
by having palpitations and too many lovers?
just a red pump indeed, without blood delivery
to the brain, none of the organs would survive.
He placed the heart to one side, the right -
it had spent it's life on the left, so bereft,
how could it be punctured with no mark,
and lived a life, a dead cert for being hurt.
Did you hear about the Greek necrophiliac?
George Fucacarcous, might have been infectious.
I made lots of plans and vision boards
And lots of New Year Resolutions
On how I'd swim in bullion wads
By the Christmastime celebrations
I'd promise myself a new PC
And new clothes and shoes and new outlooks
That I'd stop anime, Marvel and DC
And focus more on all my books
I said I was gonna be a programmer
(Well I made that one I got my cert)
I promised myself a life of Futurama
(But it still feels like Ernie and Bert)
My vision board really overflowed
Of all the things I'd love to do
Many crazy ideas, some borrowed
To eat and eat and travel too
I said maybe I wont be single again
But then that angle was a blast
Cos everyone around called dating a pain
And so it never came to pass
I feel the whole year went to zag
At every point I wanted to zig
Cos in every quarter, I lagged, I lag
And I'm still such an unlucky prig
Yet there're things I've got to thanks about
I became better than I was last year
A programmer, a no-code guy and all the doubt
I had was erased out my ear
I guessed this was supposed to come much later
When the year was fully done and done
Cos right now out there there's some hater
Rejoicing his ass that I've not won
I wish my vision board all played out well
That all those deals didn't go sour
Still wish I didn't have to have this hell
My Recollections at the eleventh hour
P.S. Don't think this is a rant and complaint
Just taking the year as it came
I had fun and joy and memories so quaint
It reminded me of my otaku game