Long Kipper Poems

Splat

Explosions do not always signify combustion but often combustion arrives after many years of layering the layers and tightly packing. Thus meaning that a fried piece of fat could slip and burst out of the...

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Rum felt a chill which he couldn’t explain
Had mum left the freezer door open again?
He went to the kitchen and muttered, “Aha!”
The freezer door was just a little ajar

Inquisitive kittens, as everyone knows
Would not simply...

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On the first day of Nollick my true love gave to me
A Manx cat but there’s no tail to see

On the second day of Nollick my true love gave to me
Two kipper baps, and a...

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This is the story of Gustybot Melly
His really small nose and his very large belly
He'd finished the biscuits, the cake and the jelly
And munched all the crisps like the ones on the telly

And when he...

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It was the Holy Spirit's revelation to the Lord's Help You Tube Channel, that on
June 22,2025, America was going to be attacked.  And because America has 
largely turned it's back on God, He was...

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"come on, get your coat off, its bloody ten too"
not even eleven and there forming a que
"just a barmaid" thats what they say
service with a smile, expected all day
we are more than just pint pourers...

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SWANSONG

England expects Britannia to rule the waves,
From the white cliffs of Dover
To where the Sun never sets.

We’ll keep the Union Jack flying
Over this sceptred isle,
Set in a silver sea, 
As a beacon of light
To ward...

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"Lie still now, soldier", the Union General said,
As he knelt down beside the boy’s bloody, wounded head.
The dying young lad, no more than fifteen, if a day,
Wore the blight of cannon, and being in its...

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Christ and the Soldier by Siegfried Sassoon (1916)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7OEnXw7P60


The straggled soldier halted and clumsily went down  "O blessed crucifix, I'm beat !"
Christ still sentried by a seraphim between two splintered trees did speak  
"My...

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Special Days
Written: by Tom Wright
4/13/2006

It seems that for almost everything
We’ve set aside a special day.
We recognize others for their work 
And sometimes for their play;

There’s a day set aside for Mothers
And likewise for Fathers too;
I’m...

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I stood before the mirror, one last check,
a quick inspection, then head off to town,
silver kipper tie around the neck,
shirt of green, sports jacket of light brown.
Platform shoes on, I boogie down the street,
a first...

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I've got a dish of killifish
I wish to eat that silly fish
Baked, or fried in peanut oil
Roasted, dried, or let to boil.

Make me a star-gazy pie
Take me to the Catfish Fry
Lead me to the China...

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A bloke who hails 
from New South Wales 
will know of Gundagai. 
Some guy found gold, 
or so we're told, 
in days now long gone by. 

I grew up there 
without a care 
when both...

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My grandma 

Who else deserves my full hearted thanksgiving 
If not only you, the strength of my life, grandma 
You are my life, body and soul, love and courage 
You toiled for the betterment of...

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My husband is naughty a very naughty man
He throws down the newspaper on top of his beer can
He buys himself a sandwich in a cardboard box
And puts it in the laundry with his woollen socks.

He...

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Put a flipper on a kipper if you want to toast a seal 
Put a bloater in a toaster for a better fitting meal
If the whole thing starts a smoking and you’re gasping and you’re...

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He loiters in shadows in line for no harp
The tools of his trade all surgically sharp
He slices their throats before they start yelling
The Lord knows his name but the Lord isn’t telling

So prowling these lanes...

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[Youtube clip attached as the source of my ‘copper through your
letter box line... and because I just love the song!]

Don’t slap a copper with a kipper
Don’t catch your todger in your zipper
Don’t put the peas...

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Out of the bath, in the mirror, check me
picture of spindly masculinity
talc on the feet, and armpits sprayed
now for the body a choice to be made
Hai Karate or Aramis
both leave the women in a state...

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Sardines on the Sand

     Two Sardines danced hand in hand
     At their wedding upon the sand
     As a Herring played the violin.
 ...

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Eyes they speak truth 
In the dungeon deep 
Shackled and chained, 
caged by you 
Hell of a making 

Judged not worthy 
Imprisoned alone 
Here I saw the light, 
in silver strands 
Written on the walls...

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Night wrinkles on dim hangers;
bell-bottom pants
two-toned platform shoes
a wide `kipper' tie.

In a pocket
a crumpled Kodachrome -
hot pants and velvet neck-choker.
‘Who is she?’

This closet is a time machine
I exited decades ago.
Dreaming hands part a frilled dress...

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He's up and coming, yuppie humming, 
Down and puppy low.
He's high and drying, dancefloor-flying,
Under miles of snow.
We love him, we love him, we want him to be fine,
Want him hanging from his legs inside the...

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Penny for your ino-'cents'
Lure you to the dark side
Take a wiff off ecstasy
While I hook you like a kipper 

I sell it easy, Sweetness,
You will not know you're buying
Until you're sitting in my palm
A-begging for...

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Fished all day not a red herring on the line                         ...

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