Joe Hughes Poems

Fred was a butcher so tall,
But his portions were awfully small,
No need for a fork
To hold onto his pork
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I'll never get the hang of it,
Rhyming's difficult - not clear.
I'll dropp my pen - I'll think awhile,
Perhaps I'll have a beer!
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Spring is here, well dammit!
The hedges are in bloom.
The grass has slyly grown so high,
The weeds have left no room!
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I am in awe of those who write
In volumes they have much to say.
I cannot do it - no! Not me,
I have to write, review, refine,
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There's a bench down our high street,
Where all the tramps sit.
You can tell it from a distance -
The ground's covered in spit!
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I need false teeth, yes glasses,
I could do with a facial tuck.
Now both my hips should be replaced -
I'm running out of luck!
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The Clampetts were twins - the identical kind.
There was Jed he was vicious, no charm.
But then there was Bill, full of humour - yes kind.
Spent his time looking after the farm.
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Craggy, rough, slow yielding,
Storm scupted over time.
Vast with ocean binding,
Standing so sublime.
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I was busy at my college,
Playing football - I was hot,
When I got home I found that Kennedy
By Oswald had been shot!
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I love you for your dough -
You make such lovely bread.
I love you for your teeth
As they glisten by your bed.
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