ryan obrien Poems

I'm a professional writer
today i wrote the word Mother
i've refilled my pencil
and sharpened my pen
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I went to a little farm town
and i was in a dressing gown
i saw a man wearing a crown
and a gent with a frown
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I have a little shadow that
goes in and out with me
and what can be the use of him
is more than i can see
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At dead of night, when the moon is full
it prowls across the moor.
Its fangs are bared, its eyes throb red.
What is it hunting for?
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My little brother hula hoops
he hula hoops all day he hula hoops before suns up
and after its away.
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The squelch of mud beneath my boots
the wind is whistling around the coups
chickens clucking around the yard
pecking feed its raining hard
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Gran says
if she were a witch
shed turn our cat (who's grumpy, who's always got the hump)
into a camel.
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On Halloween as she smoothed my bedspread
my mum saw me shivering and heres what she said
forget those stories you've heard and you've read now why don't you lie down and sleep tight insted
no creatures'll get you you've nothing to dread
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