Roger McGough

(November 9 - 1937 / Liverpool / England)

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  • i m emma (3/20/2018 1:39:00 PM)

    Smart and imaginative, working both sides of my brain at once is great. Adore his poems!

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  • Wertyui asdaew (3/9/2018 1:24:00 PM)

    Perfect poems

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  • james lindley (3/9/2018 4:35:00 AM)

    tony has a sore toe

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  • rtshtiohjoijhnj[fgfgfg (3/9/2018 4:17:00 AM)

    any of ye play fornite x

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  • ffffffffff (3/8/2018 1:35:00 PM)

    this dude is clinically insane

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  • CommingleAndHisSniperRifle (2/21/2018 12:38:00 PM)

    I had to read poems for my dutch school assignment.
    Who would win? one dutch college boi or tons of homework

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  • AnimeWeebKiller27 (2/6/2018 11:23:00 AM)

    I see so much Dank in you young padawan....

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  • Harambe knows da wey. (2/6/2018 11:21:00 AM)

    Rip harambe. He could have shown us all da wey.

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  • hvghgc (1/16/2018 12:10:00 PM)

    jmnbmbnbnmbjbhjb u gyuygbjkmn

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  • jeffy marsden (12/11/2017 6:35:00 AM)

    hiiiiyyyy how yaa doinn laaa

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Best Poem of Roger McGough

Let Me Die A Youngman's Death

Let me die a youngman's death
not a clean and inbetween
the sheets holywater death
not a famous-last-words
peaceful out of breath death

When I'm 73
and in constant good tumour
may I be mown down at dawn
by a bright red sports car
on my way home
from an allnight party

Or when I'm 91
with silver hair
and sitting in a barber's chair
may rival gangsters
with hamfisted tommyguns burst in
and give me a short back and insides

Or when I'm 104
and banned from the Cavern
may my mistress
catching me in bed with her daughter
and ...

Read the full of Let Me Die A Youngman's Death

First Day At School

A millionbillionwillion miles from home
Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?)
Why are they all so big, other children?
So noisy? So much at home they
Must have been born in uniform
Lived all their lives in playgrounds
Spent the years inventing games
That don't let me in. Games
That are rough, that swallow you up.

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