Pipped Poems - Poems about Pipped

... In Test cricket…we talk quite a bit about the assumption to be a hit…need gumption and grit…another platitude about the right attitude at any latitude…selectors gratitude for vigour..rigour..fortit......

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... Despairing seafaring..can be Lore of days of yore Glories or gory Bold stories told Foreshore folklore Hemingway’s…Old Man and the Sea Smiles..feeling chipper Like a wee......

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... It’s been 3 years since the low blow of nadirs As we said hooroo to you..goodbye to our top guy Still feeling...reeling from the pain Of all the polished veneers of careers Which is th......

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...For ten months now I’ve brooded over coming second place in the pickle section deeming, it no less than a disgrace. It was written plain and simple, so there can be no excuse, that the pickles in ......

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...It started with an apple in paradise or was it a date they consumed Had they kept their clothes off laundry day would have been easier The smell of seduction and no fake news Honestly who c......

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...JEEZ LOUISE I DIN'T THINK I'D WIN, I HAVEN'T GOT A THING WRITTEN ON PAPE OH WAIT, I THINK I HAVE A FEW SQUARES OF TOILET PAPER IN MY SOCKY-NICK YUP ! HERE IT GOES LADIES AND GERMS. 'I WISH TO ......

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...SHE’s COMING AGAIN! There’s a chill in the air There’s a word on the street Be afraid have a care Put the children to sleep She was gone, bells were tolled But the body’s not cold For she’s......

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...“A Burning Seed” Surrounded by love, By I still cant move. My vinyl is spinning, Without the needle in the groove. My thoughts and passions burn without a chance of escape, Overwhelmed wi......

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...May the Lord please circumvent. My new abode, an oxygen tent. Of course, I won't pay any rent. Illusions going heaven sent. Manifest a daily toast. Inhaling just a legal dose. Believing its jus......

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...Hail-fellow-well-met had hair of the dogs A little pipped up to scare off the fogs A sip and a trip ......

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...Sixty measly quid To last me a whole week A victim of Broken Britain My misery’s at its peak Stripped of my dignity Powers on the wane Surviving on frozen fish fingers The giro’s run out again Thr......

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...Peter put up potted plants on paths and patted himself Pasted posters on pitted parts where people paid to pee Praised and panned , through pleas and plans, pots and pans he banned Pipped at t......

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