David Darbyshire

Rookie (6/11/54 / Darwen England)

Norman - Poem by David Darbyshire

Two houses down
Norman lived on our street
his hair was light brown
and his garden was very neat

but behind closed doors
Norman did his thing
when he finished his chores
he became a Rock & Roll King

He would sing, sing and sing
until we all went, 'ding a ling'
then the cops we would ring.
Then he moved to Peking
we can still hear him sing


Comments about Norman by David Darbyshire

  • (5/16/2006 6:29:00 PM)


    Norman can move in next to me, I wouldn't mind one bit. I'd get in there for a jive, too.

    Love, Fran xx
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  • (5/9/2006 11:23:00 AM)


    Norman must have a good set of lungs! Once again clever

    Patricia
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 9, 2006


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