Peter (Prof) Fox Biography

The populace went to the polls
It was May and their hearts were all light
They would kick out all the old crooks
The new lot would make everything right
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What does the cracking of ice cubes mean to a rifleman sat in a pub?
Nothing! That's what. It's another man's life out there waiting alone in the mud.
And what does a drip down the neck mean to a rifleman prone in a scrape?
A tickle reminds him of fear creeping in under the cape.
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By Billy Birdbath

I wandered lonely as a clown
That vaults on high for children's thrills
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A journey that's made for the last time
Is poignant with thoughts of time past
Of people of moments of pictures
Sad to think this time is the last
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