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Favourite Shoes

My dad's favourite shoes

He saved them for best

He wore them just once

As we laid him to rest

 

 

 

 

Dedicated to the loving memory of Jack Evans; love you dad x

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bereavementdadshoes

The First Lady of Strangeways

A Victorian street in Ashton

The home of Mary Ann

A married mother of two

Who hatched a cunning plan

Factory worker by day

And barmaid by night

She purchased a packet of Harrisons

To see off an infestation of mice

 

Topped her daughter for tenner

‘Epilepsy’ took her fellas life

She fancied the bloke ‘cross the road, so

Next she killed his wife

Peelers got sus...

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Executionvictorian era

Bottoms Up

You can skew your view
Through the bottom of a glass
But there's nothing you can do
To change the past

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regretsalcohol

The Voyeuristic Commuter

I am the voyeuristic commuter

I gaze at your phone, your laptop computer

From behind you, your shoulder

From across the carriage

I note the labels

Attached to your baggage

I see each statement

View transactions online

Watch you re-enter the same pin

Time after time

I know where you were born

The name of your pet     

Which school you went to

When you and your...

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My Cliche Rhyme

She started life as a Roman fort
And became a name synonymous with music and sport
Attracting the greats, the waifs and the strays
Providing a stage for the Babes and the raves
A settlement where three rivers meet
Where the Industrial Revolution rose to its feet
And jangly guitars discovered their beat
Where Emeline, bound, did us all proud
Where the Nazi’s dropped bombs and hatred to the ...

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manchesterbeesMCR

Soldier

My battalion of soldiers

All present and correct

Inline, shoulder to shoulder

Ready for me to inspect

Proud, bold, prepared

Standing to attention

An equal band of brothers

Cut and formed to perfection

Fearless before the enemy

For Queen,

For Country,

With a stiff upper lip

One by one they are sacrificed

Coated in a yolky dip

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