Re: Robert's Poems (Part 2)

Thanks GUMBUD, we seem to have a lot in common.

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anyone grabbed my rocks it would be a crime - I'd kill the bastard!!

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I wouldn't say no to a fit female Geologist grabbing my Rocks.

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We seem to be quite thin on verse
Don’t think it’s coz the moods perverse
Could it be that’s life’s Gigantic
Far to Frantic, Hectic, Septic
Could it be that life is calm
Serene, aromatic, fragrant balm
Could it be that life’s perverse
Living itself in reverse?

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now there's a throw away line for a new poem - any takers??

gem!

there once was a geologist called Gem..............?

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Oh well in for a penny in for a pound!

Old Spittie rocks his rocks!

There was an old geezer called Spittie
Who thought his retirement gritty
So he went to a ball and met geologist Maude
Who said his rocks looked quite pretty

She examined them carefully with gloves
And said these old rocks Spittie I loves
They are firm and well grooved; with my seal I approve
They need mounting and glass sealed with my love

Well old Spittie looked on just gobsmacked
He had kept his old rocks under wraps
When she finally let go; he rocked to and fro
And said ‘glass case – sealed – well perhaps?’

He had felt so attached to his rocks
They had hung there for years ‘bove his socks
Could he part with them now; go public somehow
No fear said old Spittie – old cow!!

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Gumbud you naughty boy.
I have been working with precious and semi precious rocks all my life, I was a diamond mounter, never liked that name, mounting things day in day out just ain't right somehow, sounds vulgar.


Being in the jewellery trade, I thought I had it made
when a refined Lady walked into the store,

The boss was not there, not that I’d care
I can handle this type, though a bit overripe
she had style and curves by the score.

I spread out my wares, to her astonished stares
but she wanted to see much more,

Things were quite slack, so I took her out back
and she went home contented I’m shore.

Another satisfied customer, and I got a raise.

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she was only a diamond mounters daugher
but she could bring stars to their eyes in a flash

Her Da had taught her the tricks of the trade
and many a young laddie walked out fully paid!!

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You’ve seen the fact
You’ve felt the Gut
You’ve tried the tact
Then switched rebut
You trust instinct
Encourage Hoodwink
Into the abyss
Persona sink
Must be tough
No room for sissy
If something smells
It could be Fishy

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There is an old fella called Jem
Who sometimes would grace us with pen
Said he could mount any diamond
But how did he find ‘em?
Rather sharp on the arse said our Jem

Said he mounted them day in and day out
God I hope his Missus was not near about
How could she cope with disgrace as he mounted with grace
And said diamonds are forever no doubt!