Wilf Poems - Poems about Wilf

...He was the village blacksmith To us children he was known As our adopted Uncle Wilf They’d no children of their own. Six days a week he worked, His hours long and physically hard. Our cottage b......

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...mary murray would smile at me as we took a drink or two or three sometimes maybe we’d just touch hands we were only friends you understand she had her loves and I had mine as well sometimes we’d......

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...Hey kids – Listen up! Look out for WAGOLL and WILF around our school Follow their advice and your work will turn out cool When you go to your lesson the teacher will show you ‘W......

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...Were yer looking down, Wilf, were yer with me Dad Sitting with John Widdowfield and Harry, his brave lad Weren't the fans terrific, did you hear them roar Didn't Boro start well and what a time......

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...The Great Bell of Bow I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar In me local Nuclear Sub you wouldn’t Christmas Eve it Almost totally Boracic on the way to the Pope......

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...The Silence of War Behind the Curtains of a church window Men in Prayer, orchestrated by sweat and Lice Find relief from snipers gaze Beside the cross sits the last candle Flickering precariously, ......

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...The Great Bell of Bow I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar In me local Nuclear Sub you wouldn’t Christmas Eve it Almost totally Boracic on the way to me......

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