Dr Ian Inkster Poems

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
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West Virginia, Trumpland (after John Denver)


Jobs are dying, West Virginia
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Annabel Lee, VERSE BY Edgar Allen Poe [ballad]
It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,
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Break My Chain (Anon England,1830s)

Sweet master, break my gallingchains,
And set your prisoner free;
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There's A Good Time Coming [1846, John Mackay]


THERE 's a good time coming, boys.
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The Cat Sat on the Mat

The cat sat on the mat, he fell asleep and had a dream about some cream and that was that.
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The fairly scary monster [with screechifying mandolin]
FAIRLY SCARY MONSTER by Ian Inkster

TO BE SUNG AS MP3 ATTACHED FILE
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Glides the Garden Snake

Slowly slowly very slowly creeps the garden snail
slowly slowly very slowly creeps the garden snail
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My Country, A Poem [Dorothea Mackellar 1918]_ A Melodic Treatment

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
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If by Rudyard kipling

If you can keep yr head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
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