Postie Poems - Poems about Postie

...Coming to an End On the terrace this morning, it is warm, sun has not switched on the heaters yet, and wonders if the postie His brother was sending him chewing tobacco rolled up in newsp......

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...lightning flashes on horizon bones ache roof leaks trembles under foot friend is way overdue some truck has my number scratches of little feet in the walls postie brings more bills floor crea......

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...You bring the mail unfailingly In sun and wind and rain With cheery smile and bright “Hello" And "Turned out nice again" May I suggest a strategy To brighten all our lives Bring a mil......

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... A man’s home is his castle it sure needs a moat Or, even better to get there, his own, ferry boat Cause’, it seems his castle is not quite his home After he has finished with the visitors synd......

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...This Valentine’s, cupid may fail No flowers or cards in the mail Our postie called Mike Joined colleagues on strike Their actions are beyond the pale! Our postal workers started a......

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...The sun is passed its zenith, the postman’s day is done; Nigh 50 miles his horse has trod, just two thousand More to go. My little case is a lighter load, much greater He has born, yet still the p......

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...Sunbeams flood into my room like a tide on the rise creeping in. Woe betide me be, wet or dry, warm or cold, enlightened or beam blighted. Dawn bears beams of revelations, comings and goings, flots......

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...When growing up as a only child always so loved to get a letter living in countryside few folk around postie delivery made me feel better Leaving school no great intentions but had within me r......

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...I stare at the world through slats in the blind Which are partly obscuring the dazzle at times There's nothing particular to spot there today As even the birds seem to have all flown away But o......

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...Drinking drugging, chug a lugging, Cruising down the poncy street, Drunk a 40 cats a hugging, Look out 4 this ***** on heat, Brain a thumpin, blood a pumping, Dogs a humping, jelly beans ......

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...I tried being a postie 40 years ago, attacking dogs sorta made me slow, used to drive em off with a big bike slam, postmaster cracked up bout bent bikes maam... and sent me off to coventry, s......

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...He likes to wear short trousers in the summer Although he does not really have the legs They’re not exactly pretty or alluring When they handed out the pins he got the dregs He keeps them both e......

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...This is the tale of Whistling Jim and how he met his maiden fair. By the shores of Richmond's river, by the shelves of sparkling water In the shining super market, Meg Macauleey, Nimble Fingers ......

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...Shifting focus from farm to stars the drifting night begins where listless day turns to mist. Beyond the harbour bar boats put out to sea. By dawn the salty breeze is flecked with foam it p......

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