Biography of John Churchill
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John Churchill Poems
International Scouse Day
It's International Scouse Day and I've just flew in from Spain
My grandad has great big ears and he's losing all his hair he always wears a cardie when he's in his special chair.
A family is just like a cart wheel, and the hub of the wheel is the mum, and when things go wrong, it’s not before long that it's mother to where they all run.
Don't do me breakfast just yet luv, I'm staying up here in me bed, I've a mouth like a shot putter's armpit, and ten kids running wild in me head.
The Knocking Shop
A bloody great big Knocking shop has opened down our street, A place where all the visitors like to go to meet.
Horrid Henry Atkins was the bully of our school always causing trouble and acting like a fool
Bobby The Snail
This is the tale of Bobby the Snail who lived all alone in a shell he wasn't house proud passed wind rather loud
A Bedtime Story
Quiet please, don't make a sound, let’s see how long we last, no more whispers, no more shouts let’s keep our lips sealed fast.
It's eight o'clock and I've slept in I'll have to let them know, got no time for breakfast luv I really have to go
Living On The Streets
It is pouring rain and freezing cold, these city streets aren't paved with gold, I'm sleeping rough and growing old, and 'move along' I'm getting told.
Tv Star.......Not Me
I thought I had the 'X-Factor' but my voice just hurt my ears I turned to 'Ballroom Dancing' but that just lead to tears
What's Up Doc?
This hat's too small it's cold and dark full of kings and queens chirping birds
Every Face Tells A Story
I never put my hand up and I never volunteered, drugs or booze is not a cruise it's no fun being here.
A friend of ours dropped in one day and asked my wife if he could stay just somewhere where he could unwind a place to leave his woes behind
A family is just like a cart wheel,
and the hub of the wheel is the mum,
and when things go wrong, it’s not before long
that it's mother to where they all run.
Your mother's the one that protects you
who nurtured and fed you from birth,
she is the one that for daughter or son
would go to the end of the earth.