Nans Poems - Poems about Nans

...Nan wrote many books, none were a hit. People simply could not relate to any of it. She has no life, no pets, no mate. Excessive wordiness is her fate. No life experience of any kind. Her prol......

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...God Save the King! So echoed round the village halls, the pubs, the streets the day our Charlie Prince was crowned. Homes decked with bunting, cake, and treats. We celebrated with a rave, o......

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...Games not straight Toffs on horses still killing foxes. Boris parties while we put nans in boxes. Chancellor won’t pay his rate. I tell you now, the games not straight . Palace pay......

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...Gramp died on may 14 it was the sadiest day I never want to repeat we went to his fournel and we went to his grave and when we looked inside we couldnt believe he really died but as time went......

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...I WAS APPRECIATIVE OF MY CORNET. (Northern dialect) I went to the ice cream man on the corner for me, me friend and me Nan. I got two cornets and a wafer with nougat in, for me Nan. I remember......

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...~Mirror in my pocket~ Many years ago my Nana gave to me A little pocket mirror, and she told me I would see “See what Nan” I asked looking deep into the smokey glass “You will see yourself” sh......

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...Gramp died on may 14, it was the sadiest day, I never want to repeat, we went to his fournel, and we went to his grave, but when we looked inside, we couldn't believe he really died, But as ti......

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...I remember waiting at the garden gate so filled with joy Waiting for my hero to come and picks us up -i was just a boy We only saw you on the weekends through no fault of your own I knew you woul......

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...En-route Onikan Stadium I had evaporated from My abode in Samonda Only to condense in Iwo road. There I saw them begging One barely leaves before Another jumps on us They were beggars of the......

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