26-05-2018, 10:03 AM
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Re: A great Poem sticks for a Lifetime!
I know there is a long poem about Christmas Day in the Workhouse but my Dad used to say this and it has stuck with me all this time:It was Christmas Day in the Workhouse
A day of all good cheer
The men had pipes of baccy
And bellies full of beer
When up steps a pauper
With his face as bold as brass
Saying "I don't want yer Christmas Pudding
so stick it up yer ...jumper".
and this one, also a bit different to the original:
Spring is sprung, the grass is riz.
I wonder where them birdies is.
The birds is on the wing.
Don't be absurd. The wings is on the bird.
26-05-2018, 10:17 AM
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Re: A great Poem sticks for a Lifetime!
Originally Posted by mart
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I know there is a long poem about Christmas Day in the Workhouse but my Dad used to say this and it has stuck with me all this time:It was Christmas Day in the Workhouse
A day of all good cheer
The men had pipes of baccy
And bellies full of beer
When up steps a pauper
With his face as bold as brass
Saying "I don't want yer Christmas Pudding
so stick it up yer ...jumper".
and this one, also a bit different to the original:
Spring is sprung, the grass is riz.
I wonder where them birdies is.
The birds is on the wing.
Don't be absurd. The wings is on the bird.
" 'Twas Christmas day in the workhouse,
The Master strolled down the halls,
"did you enjoy your Christmas Dinner?"
And the inmates answered "No".
26-05-2018, 10:20 AM
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Re: A great Poem sticks for a Lifetime!
I am not a big fan of poetry unless it is profound and moves me.My favourite poems at school were...
The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson
The Brook by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Daffodils by William Wordsworth
The Lady Of Shalott by Alfred Lord Tennyson
26-05-2018, 10:44 AM
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Re: A great Poem sticks for a Lifetime!
Originally Posted by Artangel
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I am not a big fan of poetry unless it is profound and moves me.My favourite poems at school were...
The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson
The Brook by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Daffodils by William Wordsworth
The Lady Of Shalott by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Time I went through them again.
Excellent Choices
26-05-2018, 01:13 PM
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Re: A great Poem sticks for a Lifetime!
Originally Posted by TessA
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My two favourites are, Auguries of Innocence" by William Blake and "The Unsubdued" (by who knows?) which my Dad used to recite.Sorry can't work out how to do links on my phone
26-05-2018, 05:19 PM
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Re: A great Poem sticks for a Lifetime!
Originally Posted by TessA
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My two favourites are, Auguries of Innocence" by William Blake and "The Unsubdued" (by who knows?) which my Dad used to recite.Sorry can't work out how to do links on my phone
by S.E. Kiser
I have hoped, I have planned, I have striven,
To the will I have added the deed;
The best that was in me I've given,
I have prayed, but the gods would not heed.
I have dared and reached only disaster,
I have battled and broken my lance;
I am bruised by a pitiless master
That the weak and the timid call Chance.
I am old, I am bent, I am cheated
Of all that Youth urged me to win;
But name me not with the defeated,
For tomorrow - again, I begin.
27-05-2018, 04:45 PM
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Re: A great Poem sticks for a Lifetime!
Originally Posted by Artangel
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I am not a big fan of poetry unless it is profound and moves me.My favourite poems at school were...
The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson
The Brook by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Daffodils by William Wordsworth
The Lady Of Shalott by Alfred Lord Tennyson
We had to write a poem in the style of, for a competition, I chose The Lady of Shallot.
This Road Once Lead To Camelot
Gone, sights Tennyson saw plainly
G.M.T. crops, bearded barley
Combined harvesters heard clearly
Cutting, baling, binding early
This road once led to Camelot
The river full of rusting rubble
New houses cover where then stubble
Bringing peoples and all their trouble
Past, is the island of Shallot.
The Lady's legend is of yore
They didn't believe, wanted more
Progress and greed replaced folklore
The past is dead and gone before
Lost, once strong towered Camelot
High rise appartments fill the space
Where a dream castle had such grace
Now none can ever see the face
Cursed, forgot, Lady of Shallot.
I didn't win though.
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