Charles M Moore Poems

Agnes and Senga
were born entwined
back in the summer
of June 69
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I was a young man my trade was a deck hand
my first love the clipper the old Rosalea
we sailed from the old town down by the river
to Bombay and Shanghai we traded for tea
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I've been looking for some time
I've been searching for some sign
walking down a lonely line
shuffling with my shoes
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This morning's passed so peacefully this morning
the time has come, I must be on my way
I only hope that when the fightings over
I'll be able to return to you one day
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They say in Egypt lived a man
who dined on cheese and pickled ham
and once he ate a caravan
including horse and camel
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If all your good times came at once
how long would they last for
would an hour be enough
or would you need much more
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I gave her a flower, a cute little pretty thing
picked from the edge of the path where we strolled
yellow and blue she accepted it sweetly
and said 'I will treasure this till I am old'
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She took a long drive
to escape her dark life
she was chained as a woman
and chained as a wife
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Sitting in his bedroom
that measures twelve by eight
he types life on a plasma screen
of how his life is great
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When people had the time of day
and children used to run and play
When neighbours shared the sugar bowl
and everybody had a role
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