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Ever had poems that stuck in your memory or you were taught as a child, I will start it off with a few........

It's such a shock, I almost screech

When I find a worm inside my peach!

But then what really makes me blue

Is to find a worm who's bit in two!

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Thanks Roon, I was beginning to think no one out there enjoyed a bit of humour in verse - Milligan is great, here's another (not his)

I wish I was a little grub

With whiskers round my tummy

I'd climb into a honey-pot

And make my tummy gummy

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Syd, you really are cheeky you know!!!! :-D

 

Back to serious stuff now. Can't remember the exact wording but put this at the front of my very first photo albumn when I first fell in love!!!!

 

When you are old and grey

And nodding full of sleep

Take down this book and think and dream

Of the soft look your eyes once had

And of their shadows deep

 

 

(It isn't word perfect but that's all I can remember)

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Learned while studying Suicides in the under 18s of Barbados

 

There was a young man from Cape Horn

Who wished he had never been born

And he wouldn't have been

If his father had seen

The end of the condom was torn

 

Boom boom

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Aw Mick, thank you for that... It still makes me go all funny inside.

 

Carol, I would recite it innocently too... :-S I don't get it, sorry. can you explain it in a way that won't get you in trouble again please :$

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The poetry lovers out there are probably familiar wiith Rudyard Kipling's ''IF'' But even for those who have no interest in poetry, this is one that sets out some simple rules to help you through life. My son e.mailed me from Iraq last week (he is not in the military - but on a base in Iskandariah) he is going through a difficult time at the moment and he said that the one thing that sustains him is the reading of this famous verse which I gave to him as a young man.

 

So if I may...

 

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired of waiting,

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

 

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;

If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

 

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on';

 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

 

Rudyard Kipling

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