David Shoestring Poems
|3.||Lust To Dust - 'Oscar Night'||3/1/2014|
|4.||The Odd Hundred Thousand Pounds||3/10/2014|
|5.||The Hot-Water Bott'All||3/16/2014|
|6.||We Are What We Were||3/7/2014|
|7.||King Of The Western Sea||4/3/2014|
|8.||The Division Bell||1/15/2015|
|10.||Power To The People?||3/19/2014|
|11.||'New Money' - Englestead Close||4/3/2014|
|12.||'Old Money' - Handsworth Wood Road||4/3/2014|
|13.||I Just Farted In Marks & Spencers||4/5/2014|
|14.||Life Of Cards||4/3/2014|
|15.||Starry Gazey Pie||2/27/2014|
|16.||The Night Before Christmas||3/7/2014|
The Night Before Christmas
T’was the night before Christmas;
A knock came to the door.
T’was a message from the Shoestring’s
To say they’d moved house once more.
Well! Santa set fire to his whiskas;
Uncle Holly threw a fit.
The Elves doubled up with laughter,
They didn’t care one bit.
You see, the presents had already been labelled,
The Sleigh was packed and set to go.
The Stars were lit
And the Clouds switched on
To ensure a good fall of snow.
Rudolph’s nose grew visibly paler.
The Reindeers stamped their hooves,
Making sparks fly from the ...
Starry Gazey Pie
How jolly it is still on Wembury beach
To see bright waters lit with sun,
And proud parents shine with glee
Watching their noisy offsprings run,
And chased, splash with shrieks
Into the frothy, slippy sloppy sea.
Many were the timeless, childhood summers spent
At Sherford Road, from where on Sundays we went,