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Some Huguenauties, I have learned of late,
don't join our contests or participate
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The forecast said today’d be fine
around C28
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We moan about the daily escalating price of fish
and, that it is expensive, I agree
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No clemency our pride ensures –
only the ravished land endures.
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I’m fond of all my Maori friends but roused to indignation
by Iwi claims for ‘customary rights’ or compensation.
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In Flanders fields red poppies grow.
I’ve read somewhere that this is so
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In hospital, I once did dream
departed loved ones there did seem
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We strolled along the warm, white sand
beside the lapping sea.
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At present I still have this awful ‘flu.
My Doctor says there’s nothing I can do
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For ‘afters’ at the royal table we serve those guests who still are able
to resist a visit to the sewers, with coffee, cheeseboard and liq
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The first known use of Chocolate, as some of you may know,
began in Mexico about 3000 years ago.
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The 1904 records show that Master-Captain Hugh Monro
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My Grandpa always hoped that I’d grow up and go to sea
but alas, to be a seafarer was not my destiny.
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Some writers, lacking humour, take themselves too seriously
and can’t appreciate a bit of fun.
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Wherever we may kneel in prayer,
remember, He is always there
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Words sung to music set with stirring action
provide the ultimate in satisfaction,
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Some members of my Favourites’ Group enjoy the monthly fun
of Huguenauties’ contests and they enter every one
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All those far-off places haunt me and I can’t elude their call.
Oh, I wish that it were possible once more
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To all the girls on ‘Bebo’ site who want to be my ‘friend’
and those on ‘Plaxo’, ‘Woo Me’ and ‘My Life’,
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I wasn’t sure what Pix exactly planned when she said “layers”
unless she meant those ‘easy’ girls who get laid such a lot
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Too often, yet more often, now I’m over seventy,
that solemn bell chimes for my friends and soon may toll for me.
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So now, throughout the seasons, I come here to lie alone
and wonder if she’s still my love beneath her cold grey stone.
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John Milton, as a poet, was rather bold,
departing from the usual English form of sonnet,
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I like women much better than men
and I’ll say this again and again
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Of ancient Cypriot sculptors, one above all else excelled.
The statues which Pygmalion carved, from ivory or stone,
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You’ll nearly always find an easy spot to park your cart at
that very entertaining place - your neighbourhood slave-market.
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Why should a young teenager choose
her skin and body to abuse
with daubs of multi-hued tattoos?
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Our Government has sent a referendum at this time:
“Should smacking, to correct a child, be rated as a crime?”
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However long or short my life, I pray that, at it’s end,
those who live after me will say: “He was a trusty friend.”
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How often you and I would stroll among these sandy mounds
as, hand-in-hand, we listened to these mighty ocean sounds
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In roll-of-honour, cenotaph or military shrine,
we venerate the memory of those who fought our wars;
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Ah! Ne me quitte pas! Oh! Please don’t leave me.
What can I do to show my love is true?
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we sat enthralled at the tales he told from Macaulay’s poetry
of those heroes bold in the days of old and their feats of bravery.
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Hunter! Put away your shotgun! Let God’s graceful birds fly free
Or these wonders of creation, by your hand, will cease to be!
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The Campanile of Pisa, from 1173
began to sink when adding its third floor
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