Short Eaton Poems

Ethan Alan Eaton ate an earthworm,
So, Ethan Alan's sister Sybel said.
But little Ethan Alan doesn't talk, yet; 
So he just sucked his thumb and burped, instead....

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Heat a little nagging thought
and throw it in the pot.
Mix it well with several words,
the ones you use a lot.
Add a little common sense
to spice it up a bit
then let it simmer gently
until the words all fit.

If it seems a little thin 
then thicken it with rhyme
until it flows quite smoothly
as you cook up each line.
Then put in personality
to show who was the chef
and hope that your new Poetry Soup
is not an Eaton Mess!...

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I'll always remember Granpa Shreeve
at Eaton Road,where he+Gran dwelt,
a wide thick trouser buckled belt
no collar,braces+rolled-up shirt sleeve

He kept hens at the bottom of his patch
his soldier's back now bent to stoop,
collecting eggs from his home-coop,
each day letting them out to root+scratch 

Organically grown,fed as range free
a pullet killed as a Christmas treat
each day a fresh egg for dinner or tea

Old-fashioned,a bit of a tartar, 
far-off days..Gran was his domestic martyr...

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