John Carter Brown Poems

I'd rather be Master than mister
mister's a meaningless word
It's simply a title you're given
To mark you as one of the herd;
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Lay down your head my little one
Close up your sleep-hung eyes;
Give up the day, and all that's gone,
Relinquish earthly ties;
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Friday night was Chippy-night
For all the family,
Way back when I was very small,
That's how it used to be.
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Oh vitamin B, how I've missed you,
My body has long been bereft
Of your strange but miraculous power
To keep a man healthy and blessed.
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'How many times have I told you,
Behave, and just do as you're told?
Stop messing about in that bedroom,
Come on now your tea will be cold.'
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I love and hate this time of year
The damp, the cold, the drawing near
Of frost returning o'er the stones,
The chill enveloping my bones,
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Melting snow reveals an
Altogether more familiar vista, as
Rain washes away the last of the freeze;
Cold days begin to lengthen slowly, then
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Blue blue skies, as
Lovely as they be, cannot
Upstage the beauty of the
Eyes you turn to me.
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Pretty as a picture
In her brand new summer dress;
Not that she is interested,
Kids love to make a mess.
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I think I fancy fish for tea
I'm feeling in the mood
For fish is very good for you
Unless the bones protrude
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