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JohnnieWalker
Canberra, Australia
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181 of 198  Sun 18th Dec 2016 9:11am  
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A poem for Christmas............. Every word of this is true (except for the stable - I made that up!) I Almost Found Jesus One Christmas Eve, when just a kid, I delivered the mail to earn a quid. They’d take you on, the GPO, and tell you where you had to go. You never knew just where you’d get as destinations for those letters, But one year, I was glad to see an area quite well-known to me! My route took me through streets I knew: - I was born in Crescent Avenue! Then through the works, along Bourne Road, each letter drop lightened my load. My final stop – the stables at - the Grange – so easy – that was that! So six a.m. I’m there to pack my letters, just like Santa’s sack. Then, Crescent Avenue’s first to go, trudging slowly through the snow. At number one, there’s Aunty Wyn, who beckoned me to come right in: “Coom in, ma duck, you must be froze with all that snow around your toes. Ah know what you need – I have some handy……. Now don’t say no – it’s damned good brandy!” Then number 8 across the road, an effort with my heavy load, But sure enough, there’s Aunty Phyl, leaning out the window sill: “Coom in, ma duck, you must be froze with all that snow around your toes. Ah know what you need – I have some handy……. Now don’t say no – it’s damned good brandy!” The yellow street lights on the snow, the Christmas scene that we all know, I daydreamed, as I walked that day, of Rudolph and that great big sleigh, With Santa tugging on the reins. The brandy coursing through my veins Like antifreeze reduced my stress, at each and every aunt’s address. In Bourne Road there was Aunty Beat, who always kept her house so neat. My postman’s run was half-way through, but she took pity on me too! “Coom in, ma duck, you must be froze with all that snow around your toes. Ah know what you need – I have some handy……. Now don’t say no – it’s damned good brandy!” And then I had Bourne Road to cross, and who should call but Aunty Floss! By now a little worse for wear, I staggered in and grabbed a chair. “Coom in, ma duck, you must be froze with all that snow around your toes. Ah know what you need – I have some handy……. Now don’t say no – it’s damned good brandy!” But as I left, the strangest sight – the sky was split – a blinding light! It came in silence from the west, as if this Christmas Eve was blessed. If I had heard the angels sing, it would have seemed a normal thing! My final stop, at half past four, to knock upon that stable door. I’ve never been religious but with all that brandy in my gut, The snow, the light, the stable too; could it all be coming true? But there, in letters bold and clear, was “Closed for Xmas – back next year!” So, disappointed, home I went, and pondered on this strange event. No Telegraphs in Christmas week, no mention of that skyward streak. Until the news of Barwell’s scare; the meteorite that landed there. No angels and no virgin birth – a lump of rock that fell to earth! But one thing that I got to know - It’s how to keep warm in the snow! The Barwell meteorite has already been linked to in these topics.
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Dreamtime
Perth Western Australia
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182 of 198  Sun 18th Dec 2016 5:21pm  
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Now I know why I enjoy visiting this Forum. Thanks Mr. Walker, when is your next edition coming out. I have been waiting for months! Smile
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Kaga simpson
183 of 198  Sun 26th Mar 2017 10:37am  
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Kaga simpson
Peacehaven, East Sussex
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184 of 198  Sat 1st Apr 2017 2:47pm  
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FOOLISH APRIL April cool so innocent and jolly April's fooling a seasonable folly We go out so brave and stout Gamp and macintosh without Cast a clout loll about Thinking not of our rheums or gout Then to to damp that Springtime ardour She turns on the water spout But it's only April, fooling.
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Kaga simpson
Peacehaven, East Sussex
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185 of 198  Sun 2nd Jul 2017 3:22pm  
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JULY A dear old gentleman with manner bright and warm Whose smiling face lights up the day from early morn Whose golden sunshine brings forth the corn Then without reason, let me be born He lifts his head and roses bloom to glad the season The air is warm throughout the day, to winter woollies we say nay and with a wink and a flourish he waves the clouds away.
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JohnnieWalker
Canberra, Australia
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186 of 198  Sun 3rd Dec 2017 12:57am  
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Here's one for Christmas........ Oh! What can I get her for Christmas? Oh! What can I get her for Christmas? I’ve been everywhere in the quest! There’s nothing at all down at Debenhams, and just rubbish in all of the rest! I found one I thought she would quite like, but she doesn’t like green at all, And the only other one I could find was simply far too small. I wondered about a real sexy one, but I don’t think she’d want one of those, The last one she had just made everyone laugh, and played merry hell with her toes! I actually ordered a monogrammed one, but I got a real shock when it came. I just can’t give her that – ‘cause it wouldn’t make sense – they’d printed some other girl’s name! I went to the Christmas Shop Help Desk, and the lady there was quite nice, But nothing she ever suggested was anything like a good price! I tried on the Internet websites, like Amazon, Google and such, But all I could find in my price range was a site that was written in Dutch! The postage to get it from Europe was seriously close to a crime, And even then they don’t guarantee that the item would get here on time! I’m now very close to despairing, as December draws close to the end, But what can you buy a sweet pussy cat, that shows she’s my very best friend?
True Blue Coventry Kid

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Dreamtime
Perth Western Australia
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187 of 198  Sun 3rd Dec 2017 2:15am  
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Definitely a 10 JW. Thumbs up
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JohnnieWalker
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188 of 198  Sun 25th Mar 2018 12:04am  
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I must have been feeling a bit sorry for myself when I wrote this. Perhaps it will ring true for my old 1960s mates at Godiva Harriers............ Not the gazelle! I’m not the gazelle that I used to be, and that’s for bloomin’ sure! I could match it with the sprinters, middle distance men and more. I could hurdle like a champion, my steeplechase was great, But I’ve noticed my performances have dropped right off of late. There never was a better bloke to call on for the team. I’d rise to the occasion, or so it always seemed! Unless it involved throwing things, like javelins and shot, And then the guy to call on I definitely was not! I’d even do the long-jump, when the long-jumper’s not there, And high-jump? Ah, my Fosbury flop was more than merely fair! I loved it when I scored a few more points then for the team, But now it’s just beginning to be but a distant dream. I guess when I turned sixty-eight it started to appear, That feeling that it just may be the end of my career? My legs won’t work the way they did, and breathing’s getting hard. No matter what the distance is, they’ve added extra yards. The hurdles are much higher, and I’m sure they’ve added three, And it’s those extra three, I’d swear, that really bugger me! They ring the last-lap bell at least a lap before it’s due, And tell me off if I don’t let these younger chaps breeze through. They don’t put me in the high-jump now, to do my Fosbury flop, And triple-jumps confuse me – is it jump, then step, then hop? They’ve talked about insurance – am I covered for a fall? What’s it to them? It’s bullshit and it surely is my call! They no more use a stopwatch to time me in my races; A calendar’s used these days just for me to tie my laces! Back in my prime, I’d run all day and not even get puffed, But now, right from the starter’s gun – I’m well and truly stuffed!
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Kaga simpson
Peacehaven, East Sussex
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189 of 198  Sun 25th Mar 2018 9:52am  
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JW. Just b----y brilliant again.
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Dreamtime
Perth Western Australia
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190 of 198  Sun 25th Mar 2018 2:42pm  
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Keep running with the verses JW, you can't fail. Yet another winner thank you. Thumbs up
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JohnnieWalker
Canberra, Australia
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191 of 198  Sat 31st Mar 2018 4:32am  
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Perhaps a Poem for Easter? The Stuff I was minding my own business down in Hertford Street one night, Just reflecting on the people passing by. There were lovers, arm in arm, and drunkards looking for a fight, And weirdos in the throes of getting high. The big screen kept on showing how the Sky Blues scored a goal, And a tall guy walked ‘round talking to his sleeve. There were girls in skimpy dresses, and two coppers on patrol. The diversity of life’s hard to believe! A young man sat beside me, and he whispered “Got the stuff?”, And I wasn’t really certain what he meant. “I’m desperate for a fix”, he said, “I haven’t got enough!” And continued to regale me with laments! I told him that I didn’t have the stuff he’s looking for, And I offered Easter eggs instead of that! And he greedily accepted and he begged me for some more, Even though I said they make you very fat! He wandered on, and soon a nice young girl sat in his place. “You got some stuff?” - she asked the self-same question. I offered Easter eggs, but she just threw them in my face! “Damned Easter eggs just give me indigestion!” A great big bikie then sat down, with tattoos and a beard, And a little leather bag around his waist. It struck me that his attitude was really rather weird, And his company not really to my taste! But he turned to me and whispered “I’ve got all the stuff you need!” “Just tell me how much cash you’ve got to spend.” I wasn’t sure exactly how I ought to then proceed, But this wasn’t where the story was to end! The tall guy with the talking sleeve then signalled to the cops, And all three of them came rushing to my side. “You’re under arrest” the bikie said, “Our undercover Ops Have caught you – there is nowhere you can hide! The bikie said “We’ve watched you as you’ve plied your deadly trade, Selling Easter eggs to chocoholics here!” No matter how I protested, they never could be swayed, And the courts sent me to prison for a year! For just a while I had them beat, and organised supply, Though contraband in prison is a crime. My Easter eggs were scattered from a drone up in the sky, But the prison staff would nick them all the time! So now I’m contemplating how to get out of this jail. I’m sick of staring at these four blank walls. I guess if there’s a lesson to be learnt from this sad tale - It’s not to share your Easter eggs with anyone at all!
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Rob Orland
Historic Coventry
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192 of 198  Sat 31st Mar 2018 10:01am  
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Now that, dear friends, is the work of a genius!
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Roger Turner
Torksey
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193 of 198  Sat 31st Mar 2018 1:06pm  
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I think it`s dreadful that these Easter Eggs (aka Chocolate Eggs) previously manufactured in this country should now be manufactured abroad and smuggled into this country. It`s not only the poor pusher in this country that should be in jail, but also those who produce such unhealthy "stuff". Anyway, thanks for such necessary and observant reporting JW Thumbs up
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JohnnieWalker
Canberra, Australia
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194 of 198  Sat 31st Mar 2018 8:25pm  
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On 31st Mar 2018 10:01am, Rob Orland said: Now that, dear friends, is the work of a genius!
I wish! Actually the work of 3am insomnia! I had to get out of bed and write it down before I forgot it all! But thanks anyway, Rob! It's all fiction, of course - especially the bit about the Sky Blues! Sad Sad Sad Sad Edited by member, 31st Mar 2018 9:25 pm
True Blue Coventry Kid

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Dreamtime
Perth Western Australia
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195 of 198  Mon 2nd Apr 2018 1:51pm  
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What more can be said JW, I am loving it. Wave
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