Scarper Poems - Poems about Scarper

...Night 3 It’s still in my garden. It’s back with a vengeance. I can it see it there, lurking: face black and white, its tail mocking. Three nights in a row now. The eyes and the fur and the scra......Read the rest...

...THE WISE OLD DOG The family Sunday dinner it was spent In all six family members were present The dog; ends its begging at the table A favourite for tip bits was Aunt Mable But; dinner's over,......Read the rest...

...Night 3 It’s still in my garden. It’s back with a vengeance. I can it see it there, lurking without pardon, face black and white; its tail mocking. Three nights in a row now: the eyes, the fur,......Read the rest...

...A STORMY DAY IN THE SOUTHERN ALPS An environmentalist in love with his endowment, cast an eye upon the defender of nature’s delicate balance, she the soul queen of conservation, together the two ......Read the rest...

...If I ran a hairdresser’s I’d call it ‘curl up and dye’ I think it’s a very clever name, you can see the reason why If I was a carpenter I’d be called Mr Wood My sign would read ‘Mr Wood would fi......Read the rest...

...Because a child was evolved, who I now no longer see Still it remains a matter unsolved yeah that is a mystery Never really knowing to whether he is or is not mine And to think yeah this year h......Read the rest...