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Dermot

Dermot Report 13 Feb 2012 20:56

1. O soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
With your musket fife and drum?
O no sweet maid I cannot marry you
For I have no coat to put on.
So up she went to her grandfather's chest
And she got him a coat of the very, very best
And the soldier put it on.

2. O soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
With your musket fife and drum?
O no sweet maid I cannot marry you
For I have no hat to put on.
So up she went to her grandfather's chest
And she got him a hat of the very, very best
And the soldier put it on.

3. O soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
With your musket fife and drum?
O no sweet maid I cannot marry you
For I have no gloves to put on.
So up she went to her grandfather's chest
And she got him a pair of the very, very best
And the soldier put them on.

4. O soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
With your musket fife and drum?
O no sweet maid I cannot marry you
For I have no boots to put on.
So up she went to her grandfather's chest
And she got him a pair of the very, very best
And the soldier put them on.

5. O soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
With your musket fife and drum?
O no sweet maid I cannot marry you
For I have for I have a wife of my own.

LilyL

LilyL Report 6 Feb 2012 17:14

Here's one I came across the other day. I don't know where it comes from or who wrote it, but it just caught my eye.

The sand of the dessert is sodden red,
The Gatlings jammed and the Colonel's dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed it's banks,
And England's far, and honour a name,
But the voice of a schoolboy rallies the ranks -
"Play up! Play up and play the game.


JoyLouise

JoyLouise Report 5 Feb 2012 14:02

Wow - it's great to see so much poetry, but I'm not sure that I have a favourite.

I enjoyed your story about school, Janet. Here's another.

When we kids were seated around the tea-table Dad used to entertain us in various ways, one of which was reciting.

The reason he knew as many poems as he did was that he hated gardening and when the teacher used to take the class outside to do some my Dad was only allowed to stay in the classroom if he learned a poem and could recite it to the teacher when the class returned - making sure he'd not been messing about.

LilyL

LilyL Report 5 Feb 2012 13:29

A little bit of powder,
A little bit of paint,
Makes a lady, what she aint!!!!

Dermot

Dermot Report 4 Feb 2012 22:12

My Mammy.

When my prayers were poorly said
Who tucked me in my little bed
And smacked me till my bum was red -
My Mammy.

Who took me from my cosy cot
And put me on my ice-cold pot
And made me wee when I could not -
Me Mammy.

Who would my hair so neatly part
And hug me gently to her heart
And sometimes squeezed me till I would (Censored)-
My Mammy.

And when at night the bed would creek
I raised my head to have a peak
Who yelled at me to go asleep -
My Daddy!

Greenfingers

Greenfingers Report 2 Feb 2012 19:05

Attributed to Zsa Zsa Gabor, who married nine times...gosh all those mum in laws !

She said in her Hungarian accent ......Darlink, I am a wonderful housekeeper............every time I divorce, I keep the House !!!

Boom , boom

SpanishEyes

SpanishEyes Report 28 Jan 2012 07:58

Thank you everyone for keeping this thread alive. I have just read all the most recent entries and found them all rather interesting.
A very busy time at the moment but will scratch my brain and see if I can find something to add.

Bridget :-)

David

David Report 27 Jan 2012 18:41

Violence does, in truth, recoil upon the violent, and the schemer falls into the pit which he digs for another.

LilyL

LilyL Report 27 Jan 2012 10:29

The soft answer turneth away wrath!! (according to my granny!!)

Dermot

Dermot Report 26 Jan 2012 19:37

'You have to go away to feel homesick'.

LilyL

LilyL Report 26 Jan 2012 16:54

My birthday is in January, so I must remember about those 'Garnets! ' Congratulations Bridget on your new grandaughter, I'm sure that she will bring you as much joy as mine have to me!

Apparently A Sapper scratched the following on a tunnel wall in WW1 - I found it rather moving.

If in this place you are detained,
Don't look round you all in vain,
But cast your net and ye will find
That every cloud is silver lined.

David

David Report 26 Jan 2012 16:48




Victory has a hundred fathers,defeat is an orphan.

Greenfingers

Greenfingers Report 23 Jan 2012 15:39

Its a pleasure,...the mood for writing poetry has been upon me for days now....!

Regards Jan

SpanishEyes

SpanishEyes Report 23 Jan 2012 14:59

Jan

That is such a beautiful poem, I shall copy it and send it to Evie. Thank you for writing this for both of us.

Bridget

:-D

Greenfingers

Greenfingers Report 23 Jan 2012 10:03

Here goes Bridget

A baby was born to my family last night,
A little girl, what a beautiful sight.
I'm sure she will brighten her parents day,
May her life be long for her, I pray.
Her name is Evie, my grandchild, my sweet,
I hope it won't be long before we meet.
I may be many miles away,
But I will think about you every day.
A special thought for you will be in my heart,
For your life has only just begun to start.
As you grow up, and begin to speak and walk,
Then you can ring , or skype me and we can talk
Those moments will be very special to me
Shared with my new granddaughter, lovely Evie

Hope you like, and congratulations Jan :-D

SpanishEyes

SpanishEyes Report 23 Jan 2012 08:07

I know this is not poetry etc but I have another Grandchild born just after one o'clock this morning. Six weeks early but mum and child are well. Her name is Evie a derivative of Eve. Can anyone tell me of a special poem for Evie or even write one?

Thank you

Bridget
This child was born on her great grandmothers 90th birthday and I am sure that she is looking down on her. <3

Greenfingers

Greenfingers Report 22 Jan 2012 18:37

He must have been a very wise man

January's birthstone is the Garnet and here is a rhyme for that

By her who in this month is born,
No gem save garnets should be worn
They will ensure her constancy,
True friendship and fidelity

David

David Report 22 Jan 2012 18:31



If the fates decree youre going to lose give them a damned good fight.

The man that's close to the ground is close to GOD

both the above attributable to my Father

Greenfingers

Greenfingers Report 22 Jan 2012 18:26

Loved yours Lizlynes and Piglets Pal

DazedConfused

DazedConfused Report 22 Jan 2012 13:52

The Kiss of the Sun for Pardon
The Song of the Birds for Mirth
One is nearer Gods Heart in a Garden
Than anywhere else on Earth


For all the gardeners out there <3