John Carter Brown Poems

There are no set dates for the summer
Or for autumn, or winter, or spring,
We know they've arrived as we feel them,
It's part of the joy of the thing.
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If only I could bend like I used to,
If only I could see through the gloom,
If only my joints would behave themselves
As I walk to my chair 'cross the room;
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Remembrance Day morning on Radio 2
November eleventh request:
Two minutes of silence again, if you please
For the fallen, and don't you protest!
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I'm not bothered by
How many points I get,
I'm not looking for
Hearts or stars or things
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Today I saw my Grandson
His head was in a muddle
He messed around until he slipped
And fell into a puddle;
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There was an odd-job man from Settle
Who purchased a second-hand kettle;
But after one week
It started to leak
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Upon moonbeams my heart did sing
'Twas you that made it so,
For you and I are everything
Within the midnight glow;
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
Today you're eleven
That's nine add on two.
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A hot-headed girl named Lorraine
Once stood, with no hat, in the rain;
She shouldn't have oughta
But said that the water
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Too many players, too many bands
Far too many untalented hands,
Too many albums filling the shops
Too many unsolicited flops;
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