A love in verse

Doing Plays

1998-03-06
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Allie is a lass that must surpass

The highest hopes of lost man’s longing 

I’d long have been put out to grass

Put down by circumstance’s wronging

Constantly through direst days

Had I not met her – doing plays


We played together a man and wife

In a tale of grief and horror 

The author really turned the knife

With all that Sodom and Gomorrah

But we survived in love and ready

To kiss and hug and go to beddy


Which goes to show that awful plays

Can lead you on to happy days. 

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Hair

On my bonce to the right of the crown

A hallowed patch on my thatch I trow

‘Tis where your snazzy lips came down...

The Last I Wrote While She Was Still Alive

The air is grey but the temperature’s warm

Late afternoon in an old Kent town

My mood is neutral, kind of brown...