Scottish Pride (Joseph Corrie Poems)
It's fine when ye stand in a queueat the door o' the 'Dole'on a snawy day,To ken that ye leive ...
It's fine when ye stand in a queueat the door o' the 'Dole'on a snawy day,To ken that ye leive ...
I join the queueWe move up nicely.I ask the lady in frontWhat are we queuing for.'To join another queue,'She explains.'How ...
Have I had this coffee shop long, Sir, dishing out coffee and tea?Ever since Big Ben was a wrist watch ...
Such a sensation Sunday's preacher made."Christian!" he cried, "what is your stock- in-trade?Alas! Too often nil. ...
When, darkly brooding on this Modern Age, The journalist with his marketable woes Fills up once more the inevitable page ...
This trumpeter of nothingness, employedTo keep our reason dull and null and void.This man of wind and froth and flux ...
They had a new gnu at the ZooAnd nobody knew.Tho' the keeper, they say, had a clue;And that's probably true,Since ...
C'est un petit chat noir effront? comme un page,Je le laisse jouer sur ma table souvent.Quelquefois il s'assied sans faire ...
You ought to have a medal, Mrs. More,The medal for the Coupon and the Queue,The Cross for Courage on the ...
Plod on, poor frozen Fritzes,Plod on, poor frozen frau:You who invented blitzesAre in the business now.Your Ribbentrops, your PapensGave you ...
I thought it made me look more 'working class' (as if a bit of chequered cloth could bridge that gap!) ...
When, darkly brooding on this Modern Age, The journalist with his marketable woes Fills up once more the inevitable page ...
I He bends his travel-tarnished feet To where she wastes in clay: From day-dawn until eve he fares Along the ...
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
It was a fat-tyred 4WD utility hard back, the sort of ute you'd expect a contractor to drive, except it ...
Let faxes butter-curl on dusty shelves. Let junkmail build its castles in the hush of other people's halls. Let deadlines ...
Sitting in outpatients With my own minor ills Dawn's depression lifts To the lilt of amitryptilene, A double dose for ...
For Jeremy Reed Rejection doesn't lead me to dejection But to inspiration via irritation Or at least to a bit ...
THE KINGDOM OF MY HEART 1 The halcyon settled on the Aire of our days Kingfisher-blue it broke my heart ...
This trumpeter of nothingness, employed To keep our reason dull and null and void. This man of wind and froth ...
The naked hunter's fist, bunched round his spear, Was tight and wet inside with sweat of fear; He heard behind ...
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