Not John`s Cargo

Shrivelled sacd saddo with a belly stuffed beer gut

Vomiting his bile duct on a mad May day

With a cargo of longing and lust urequited

For pretty Polly Perkins who won`t come out to play.

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Yvonne Brunton

Fri 4th May 2012 18:43

clever title.
Cargos is one of my favorite poems because its rhythm is almost hypnotic to me. You have faithfully echoed this and the content is brill. XX

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Ray Miller

Sun 16th May 2010 09:32

"belly stuffed beer gut vomiting his bile duct" is worth the entrance money alone.I think just "shrivelled sac" would do, we get the picture.

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Francine

Sat 15th May 2010 21:10

LOL
Very clever Cate!

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Anthony Emmerson

Sat 15th May 2010 18:46

Probably well over the plimsoll line though - certainly a surfeit of apes and strutting peafowl. Shame there aren't more diamonds and emeralds.

Oooh you are awful!

Regards,
A.E. x

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Cate Greenlees

Sat 15th May 2010 17:53

Thanks Jo and Win for taking the time to comment.... Isobel its def sac as in shrivelled testicles! Anthony... this is what the site was lacking, your quick intelligence and wicked humour! Yes not a stately Spanish galleon in sight either! Commando is good... a quick pop and back under cover lol Cate xx

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Sat 15th May 2010 15:52

This poem reminds me of kids making rhymes up, as they play in the playground. Jo

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winston plowes

Sat 15th May 2010 14:36

Like this Cate. Great string of words through it. Win x

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Anthony Emmerson

Sat 15th May 2010 14:25

Hi Cate,

And thanks for your welcome greeting!

Cargoes eh? And not a quinquireme, (one of my favourite words - I well remember having it explained to me as wide-eyed kid) moidore or cheap-tin-tray in sight.

Perhaps it isn't cargo, but "baggage." Baggage frequently contains dirty laundry; some of us have washing machines, others choose to flaunt their skidmarks in the public launderette - pretending they are doing someone else's washing. Me? I think I'll go commando from now on!

Regards,A.E.

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Isobel

Sat 15th May 2010 12:03

Love this one Cate. Yes - there are rather a lot of shrivel sacd/sacked saddos out there, venting their bile...
I wouldn't have known this was a pastiche, had you not explained it to me. I wonder if anyone else will know the poet and poem?

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