John Carter Brown Poems

It's summer and they buzz around
Producing lots of buzzing sound,
Doing what all flies do best,
Confirming that they are a pest.
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Whenever both your hands are full
There's always something to scratch?
It could be an eyelid, an ear or your nose,
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German kids are well behaved
They help, and never hinder,
I guess it is because they are
A kinder kinda kinder.
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She sticks her tiny thumb up
I sally out the room
I go to put the kettle on
She lies there in full bloom
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As I sit by the hearth
At the close of the day
And ponder my life, as it's been,
I slowly recall, in my misty minds-eye
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A criminal type name of Potter
Was wed to a schemer and plotter;
He vowed that if she
Undid him, that he
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A saucy young farm-girl named Kay
Went quietly missing one day;
She was caught on the farm
With a boy on her arm
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There was an old actor from Bali
Who dreamt up, for his grand finale,
A thespian deed
That only succeeded
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There was a young fella named Pete
Who was born with two uneven feet;
He was tall - a six-footer,
But veered to the gutter
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There once was a fellow from Wales
Who bred a new breed of strange quails;
But his plans went awry
As the birds couldn't fly
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