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stroke, roll,
stroke, roll,
breath
climbing along the water's surface,
body turning on a skewer,
breathing bubbles,
exhaling fully,
metronomic to a viewer
stroke, roll,
stroke, roll,
breath
fingertips, wrist and elbow angled
each below the other in turn
break the surface
then pushing forward
spinning the torso in return
stroke, roll,
stroke, roll,
breath
catch before the full arm extension
pulling along the "railway track"
feel the water
hard on the forearm
and spinning the body right back
stroke, roll,
stroke, roll,
breath
continue the stroke under the 'pit
pulling the elbow high and clear
uncock the wrist
pull with the triceps
whilst pushing the hand to the rear
stroke, roll,
stroke, roll,
breath
lips breaking the top of the water
eye spying the rope of the lane
one sharp breath in
the wrist leads the way
to start it it all over again
stroke, roll,
stroke, roll,
breath
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The Didds Poem
LF52 ASV
Farewell Independence 106,
You served our Joseph well,
From driving lessons,
To Scottish holidays,
What stories you could tell,
Also a runaround for me,
LF52 ASV
Dearest Peugeot model 106,
Your toughness you did hide
A prang at Black Dog,
Then rear ended in Bath,
You took them in your stride,
Accepting what would be would be,
LF52 ASV
That wonderful little 106
Took Joe from boy to man
From sixth form commutes
Workplace, and pub quiz nights
And doubling as a van,
Showing the workhorse you could be
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You exist no more you 106,
You're at the breaker's yard,
Paperwork all done,
Scrap fee received in full,
The farewell's been quite hard,
Goodbye our trusted jalopy
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The Didds Poem
Fiddling About.
by The Didds
Annual Concert, DMT, Time to act, you and me,
At Dauntsey School, a painted floor, performed in the round,
with rehearsals at Sheep Street church, St Joe's school hall, the con club too,
learning dances, blocking acting, making lovely sounds
Odessa, Ukraine, in 1881,
Kiev and Chernigov , don't forget Poltava
At Taurida, Kherson, Yekaterinoslav,
Violence in Belorussia, and Lithuania
We didn't start the Pogrom
It all began in Russia
Ended up in Prussia
We didn't start the Pogrom
But we tried to show it
On a stage so well lit
Golde, Tevye, crippled horse, this show was a tour de force,
Tzeitel, Hodel, Chava, Shprintze, Bielke too
Rabbi, Reb Mordka, Butcher Lazar, Yente
Motel, Fyedka, what should Perchick do?
Joseph Stalin, Alexander and Tzarin,
Preceded by Black Hundreds, Czar Nicholas, spilling blood
Smela, Kishinev 1903 much death
More trouble, much rubble in Aleksandriya
We didn't start the Pogrom
It all began in Russia
Ended up in Prussia
We didn't start the Pogrom
But we tried to show it
On a stage so well lit
Tevye's House, Mordkha's bar, Siberia's so very far,
Railway, Market Place, Anatevka is our space,
butcher shop, police post, and Frumah-Sarah's ghost,
Grandmother Tzeitel's dead, parents laying in their bed
Death camps, Dachau, Belsen and Auschwitz-Bercenau
Treblinka, Chelmo, Final solution no?
Why these? Just because, Nazi Party, Holocaust,
Reinhard Heydrich and Goeth , Klaus Barbie- butchers three
We didn't start the Pogrom
It all began in Russia
Ended up in Prussia
We didn't start the Pogrom
But we tried to show it
On a stage so well lit
Constable, wedding, broken plates, ripped bedding
Perchik beaten, five chickens not eaten,
Lazar's present rejected, traditions not respected
Yente ignored, candlesticks on the floor
Fleeing Syria, refugees have come so far
Yemen Jews, on the news, pogroms happening today
We didn't start the Pogrom
It all began in Russia
Ended up in Prussia
We didn't start the Pogrom
But we tried to show it
On a stage so well lit
Our musical, tells the truth, its named "Fiddler On The Roof",
Tragic story, happenings gory,
Exit, edict, just a show, but there's nowhere to go,
Taliban, Afghanistan, Jews are hated in Iran,
The middle east, Palestine, muslim jihad, bombed airline
Hatred breeds, refugees, boats sink, while they flea
Just like Tevye's daughters four, off to sleep on Avram's floor
On and on these pointless wars, I can't take it anymore
We didn't start the Pogrom...
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