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Phineas Poe Poems
So go t’ caf and me uncle he’s greetin’ a thowt ‘what’s aw this at a brekkie-like meetin’?
The Farmer Palmer
Farmer Palmer had a pyjama o' bits o' sheep and cow bits
Joe King suspected as Inflatable Clown
The Mystery Girl
There was no mystery in the mystery girl, she lived, and she hurt,
Why The Why The?
We used to ride our bikes and go all over the hills with the up and the down you go all around
Dust on his blue face Falls down the stairs Dust on his pink shoes, dust of this Devil's life
Another Day, Another Tablet
Morning again, and I've taken the tablets an' they do summat funny when they land in ya tummy...
Darling, make the most of me for I fear I'm about to die- the winds have ripped me ragged and the words are running dry...
Comments about Phineas Poe
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
So go t’ caf
and me uncle he’s greetin’
a thowt ‘what’s aw this
at a brekkie-like meetin’?
bought him a scram and a brew and a puddin’
he et like a gannet
as a spraffed ‘bout planets
then a went wom