Francesca Johnson

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The Sad Bastards Club - Poem by Francesca Johnson

A happy lot, us Sad Bastards.
We raise our glasses
Kick some asses
Laugh, tell rude jokes
Give the fire a poke
And throw on another log.
We talk of locks
And untimely clocks
And stocks and shares
And dual-purpose chairs
Play the organ, sing and giggle
Until 3 in the morning
When mutually yawning
We tuck ourselves into bed.
A happy lot
Us Sad Bastards.


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  • (8/17/2009 3:08:00 PM)

    I love this poem. (shhhh- think I might be an anonymous member of it myself?) (Report)Reply

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  • (4/14/2009 2:01:00 PM)

    Hi Fran
    Speaking in my capacity as the Chairman, do you think you should be giving away our secrets? . Thoroughly enjoyed.
    Steve
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  • (1/4/2009 5:19:00 PM)

    Sounds like the words of a group of carefree, self-funded retirees messing about on a boat, perhaps? Such delightful irony in your title - and English through and through Your wit is most infectious Fran. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report)Reply

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  • (12/22/2008 11:44:00 AM)

    Can I be a sad bastard too? .......Oh sorry ! ! ! Scrub that......I am one already.
    Sid xxxx
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  • (10/26/2008 3:07:00 PM)

    Nothin' sad bowt that..sounds great! ! Lorraine top 10 (Report)Reply

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  • (6/30/2008 11:34:00 AM)

    Who on earth would call the happy band a lot of sad bastards...Not me Fran I've got my own sad bastard club and its growing..
    Sid.
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  • (6/27/2008 11:22:00 AM)

    Don't know many 'SAD' bastards Fran...only poor bastards..
    Sid x.
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  • (6/14/2008 2:27:00 AM)

    Helen's wrong I do know that you work for a living...also how hard you work and how much you put into your career.Sad Bastards are the ones who havenot given up on the finer things in life.
    Sid.
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  • (6/6/2008 8:49:00 AM)

    Nothing much to say about this one except that self defilement and reverse snobbery dont go down well together anyway it doesnt matter any more.Cheers! ! Here's to the Sad Bastards...Is that one or two of them?
    Sid x.
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  • (6/2/2008 7:02:00 AM)

    Sad but not a legitimate description.Depende on who perceives the situation.Nice write as always Fran.My how you've come on in your writing.Hope to see more of the good stuff.
    Sid x.
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  • (6/1/2008 6:42:00 PM)

    There are three kinds Fran, Lying bastards, Rotten lying bastards, and Smart bastards.The worst is the smart bastard as he manufactures the ammo for the other two.
    Sid x.
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  • (12/30/2007 10:55:00 AM)

    I love this, Fran. It reads like one of those that just tumbles out one day with no effort - so energetic. I wouldn't mind being a member of the Sad Bastards Club myself. (Report)Reply

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  • (11/6/2007 8:28:00 AM)

    The juxtaposition in the opening line says it all - sounds like a fun club to me - no pretention, just real, happy people enjoying life...jx (Report)Reply

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  • (11/5/2007 7:26:00 PM)

    This quirky poem gives full rein to the wonderful absurdity of our English language. Where else in the world would a group of people having a relaxing drink together be referred to as 'sad bastards'? Seriously Fran, I like the ease in this one and the comfortableness with language that is your hallmark. Phlegmatism personified. (is that a word?) love, Allie xxxx (Report)Reply

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  • (11/5/2007 5:03:00 AM)

    Ha ha.... there's nothing sad about this one Fran! ! In fact, is SJG inferring that you don't work for a living! ! ? ? Tut Tut! ! You go ahead and throw another log on the fire, oh for a wonderful carefree life! Loved this.... as I do all your poems! ! HG: -) p.s. can you repost the 'fireworks' one in trubute of 5th November perchance? ? ? xx (Report)Reply

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  • (11/4/2007 11:40:00 AM)

    Sounds like a great life to me Fran. I wouldn't mind being a Sad Bastard myself. Great write top marks love Bob (Report)Reply

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  • (11/4/2007 6:33:00 AM)

    As a Cab driver i meet a lot of sad bastards

    AWSOME
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  • (11/4/2007 6:16:00 AM)

    The last thing you are. When do you write 'The Glorious Goddess' Club'?

    However, I loved this. The simple things in life......better to be happy in oneself and doing what might appear little than swanning around in a limo to hoighty-toighy restaurants etc, methinks. Only recognised that one lately! :) t x
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  • (11/4/2007 5:35:00 AM)

    Love this one with a passion. Can I be a member?
    Ian
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011


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