Everyone I ever knew,
All that comic, cretin crew,
Relatives of bone and blood,
Kith and kin; both bad and good,
Neighbours, mates and childhood chums,
Lads at school in rugby scrums;
Each one a gormless, godless git
Like all those ‘heroes’ down the pit,
Girls I’ve used and cast aside,
Dads who drew short straws and died,
Rogues and rascals, rude and rank;
I'll sum them up with scorn, as skank!
All born and bred to grunt and graft,
Dim dunderheads, all downright daft;
I'd like to stand 'em 'gainst a wall
Then squeeze the trigger – watch 'em fall!
Apart from one, I’ve left off list;
The only one I ever missed!
An angel, born in brainless hell;
A precious pearl from slime-filled shell.
The cream - from culture crass and cold,
Was made by God, who broke the mould;
The single spark, who lit my life;
That's why I chose her for my wife!
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 3rd, 2019 06:43
- Comment from author about the poem: for Lorraine, the precious lotus from a very muddy swamp
- Category: Love
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A good write K., and only about three months between the pics? I never noticed the changes in ya pics! lol.
Many thanks. Appreciate your kind comments and feedback. Yeah, only 35 years in between pic, 30 of these we were apart!
The right one for each of you by the look of the love in your words and the pictures.
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