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David Darbyshire Poems
Fear of You Fear of Me Fear of Others Fear you cannot See
Black cats, blue cats white cats, grey cats Round and thin, stray cats Tall and short, they come in all sorts
The tree tops are Dead and so are the Roots It's the rain they Dread also the Shoots
The Men go out and Hunt for Food Women stay home and make there Brood Then the men come back in a good Mood Only to get, both ears Chewed! !
As I lie in my bed
As I lie in my Bed All these poems run through my Head I should get up and write them down, Instead I go back to Bed
I've lived in Amsterdam for quite a While and I have found it has it's own Style If you have an Umbrella Your a real lucky Fella
A Blind Friend
I have a blind Friend He's called Ronny Ron's very Clever We play Backgammon
I never went to school, I havn't read many books. I don't try to be cool, get lots of funny looks.
One ear Up One ear Down And a smile With half a Frown
Little Horny Angel
In the heaven above was a little horny Angel Now this Angel had been naughty, very naughty And was going to be sent down to earth as a penalty The angel would have to stay until it had learned it's lesson
Man Oh Man............. You know your getting old When ya really feel the cold A shivering little mass
Bad Report Card
Not being the smartest at school, report cards made me feel like a fool. The report was full of D's, F's, and E's, my parents, I just couldn't please!
theres a monster in my bedroom mummy..
Theres a monster in my bedroom mummy, with horrid big red eyes, and daddy dont believe me, he says im telling lies,
The Best things in life are Free
The best things in life are Free I will assume you all Agree But what is a little strange to Me Is the Doctor's Fee? , or Is Death Free?
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Fear of You
Fear of Me
Fear of Others
Fear you cannot See
You cannot 'smell' Fear
Or 'taste' Fear
You can't 'hear' Fear
Also not 'touch' Fear
Everyone 'Feels' Fear
How is this Possible?
When you cannot:
Touch, Smell, Taste or Hear
I have a fear of not knowing the Answer