George BernardBloodyShaw

Rookie (One day at the beginning of my life / England is my country)

Cup Of Kindness - Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

This solitary cup
needed its mates.
A sorcerer had banished him
even from plates.
He wanted a hooker
so he could hang about
on a hook, well spaced out
wiv his mates again
to re-ascertain
his life wiv crockery
and not that mockery
of being a solitary cup...

Comments about Cup Of Kindness by George BernardBloodyShaw

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sid John Gardner. (12/6/2009 12:41:00 PM)

    Not so much a cup Barry...More of a mug if you dont mind me saying
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 5, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 4, 2010

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