Phil Soar Poems

When I was five she took me by the hand
And said that I was mental and unstable
She said she’d hit me until I could not stand
And banged my head upon the kitchen table
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I read my mind last night
Nothing in there to set the world alight
Nothing but memories
Keeping me sane
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They smiled awhile
They cried awhile
They shared the memories awhile
They talked awhile
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I guess the thought of losing someone new
Never crossed my mind
Whilst your memory is still alive
Then that feeling is unkind
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I ate some Custard Creams today, baked by Custard bakers,
I also had some Weetabix, and porridge made by quakers,
I washed my socks, dressed in flimsy frocks,
For that is my persuasion,
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Down in the woods, by the side of the trees,
Lived a badger called Tom, with 4 wobbly knees,
He had such a problem in walking around,
He couldn't go out without making a sound,
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To share a thought or two, at time like this
Is not so hard
You can send your Heart-felts sympathy
Accompanied by a card.
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On tidying the garden, I came across a frog
Sitting there serenely on a decomposing log
It had a vary vacant look, as if it didn’t know
Quite what is was meant to do, or where it’s meant to go
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I can't remember when I last felt such desire
perhaps when I was younger and my love had fire
Maybe if I felt that way again, I would expire
Love has no effect on me these days, so I retire
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They disappear without a trace
When I get up to wash my face
I thought I knew where I had placed
Those wandering socks of mine
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