Long Nelly Poems

There's a defender among us, a friend who never surrenders or concedes
No thief is he, who offers encouragement to people with his kind deeds

A rapscallion, devoted to negativity, brings gloom to Poetry Soup Forest,
a site...

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In 2024 the breakthrough came
which solved two scientific dilemmas simultaneously:

1. Brain transplants into human mortal bodies with limited life spans were far too expensive.

2. Robot computers could never emulate the complexity 
and learning ability of...

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Prentice Haines was the son of wealth,
the youngest of a brood of nine.
At sixteen he fled from Boston town
for the rugged life of western climes,
trapping fur took up his time.
Before a year passed he’d married...

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I’ll tell you all a story
Tis one close to my heart
Has love, Has life, It has a cow
A haystack torn apart
The man in question?
Well that be me.
The setting?
Cheltenham Town
So gather all, come, sit around
My tale...

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I remember the land of drums I was born
  bedded beneath great hanging nets;
          the sound of the conch and the horn.
My blue suitcase filled...

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You question was disassociating essential?
Dire Straits, your presence? 2 dang influential 
Press play, the beat drops. It was all a dream. 
I feel it, just like heavy d up in the limousine 
Stories bleed together,...

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He rides his horse into town with dramatic cowboy flair
where suddenly a certain amount of tension fills the air
wide rimmed cowboy hat pulled down low
with guns strapped to his sides ready to go

All the townsfolk...

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I live in a very small very old village
In England where everyone knows your name
But what makes the place rather odd
Is the locals who are very strange.

There's Gina the window cleaner
Her bum the size of...

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My auntie’s best friend Liselotte
Adores making sweet panna cotta
Auntie’s over the moon
Grabs an enormous spoon
Then greedily gobbles the lotta!

By piling sweet treats on her plate
Poor auntie starts putting on weight
She steps on the scales
Then curses...

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As I lay me down to sleep, I start to sink and sink and sink and sink.
My body sinks, but my mind reminds.
I hope it doesn't lead me astray.
My inner shadow sees it go.
It seeps...

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Rolled about a bit I’d say
Since Nell and I first met
Denver down to Old Fort Lauderdale

Flatland fever hit one day and
Drowning in our sweat
Mountains pulled us up a dusty trail

Cut down trees and nested in
The...

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My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet Chariot awaited 
so they could ride away
Harriet was a soldier
and...

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Smelly Nelly was quite a charming girl,
She wore her hair in braids instead of curls,
Bathing several times per day in the Jewish way,
Yet many scoffed and sniffed,
exclaiming she smelt like manure in hay,
Nelly used expensive...

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for the second time in a row 
I arrived home late in the morning
I looked at the watch 
- 2 a.m. in the morning!

I looked at my sleepy wife but didn’t
 know what to say
so...

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Please read part 1 first




When Moe got off the phone, he couldn't believe his luck
Somehow he'd managed to hire, a great big monster truck

He opened up the back door and chucked his luggage in
Then flew...

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Mrs. Tellall



Come on in I got something to tell.

I didn’t know you were going through your own hell.

I saw so-in-so.

She was running, on the go.

She didn’t stop to turn around.

But her face had a hard...

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1930s Dirranbandi as mum Nelly says

In the town of Dirranbandi near the Cubbie cotton farm
was sea of Wilga trees with their dark green leafy charm
the Goats ate green Wilga standing on their back legs 
(...

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Boris the wombat was very fat
So fat in fact
That he had to sit back on his hind legs
Just like a dog when he begs
His best friend was called Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat

One...

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How sad it was to watch that boy, 
Who in his hands, ne’er held a toy,
Walked aimlessly, a subdued child.
He mostly trudged with his head down,
 If he looked up, it was with frown.

He took...

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There's a shilling in the cellar
There's a killer who's a sham
There's a miller with that feller
In a dilly of a jam
There's a tiger on the telly
There's a Schweiger in a pram
Have some jelly for your...

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(With apologies to Ernest Lawrence Thayer, author of "Casey at the Bat".)

The Mudville nine and Casey have their chance for sweet revenge;
They play today in Dirtburg, their misfortune to avenge.
Two mighty Casey homers have us...

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Mark Halliday

Son of a California Englishman
And a small-town Utah Mormon.
In his youth, nothing extraordinary;
Later served in Europe as a missionary.
Pianist, marching flutist, then a Guitarist;
Enlisted to be an Army Intelligence Analyst.
Speaks French; spoke Spanish, Russian,
Serbian,...

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Bronco Don visits….

A cancer took my father away,
The smokers curse he had to pay,
But he returns, we hear him still,
When he pulls my big toe,
With subtle skill,
As he did when I was little,

“Come on boy...

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Dear Miss Monkey Manners, I’m in need of your advice,
My boyfriend is a swinger and he isn’t very nice.
I’m a Proboscis Monkey so I exhibit a very prominent schnoz.
And the proposition that he put to...

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Nelly my mum was 87 on June -7th -11
her Writings at ...
http://www.scullywag.com/kokoda1942stoush/
My sweet little momma still lives in her house. independently.

ELLEN MAY JOHNSON. (Beau Brummell  is her great Uncle)
Yes Ellen Brummell was her name,...

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