Stevie Taite

Rookie (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Our Auntie Maggie (Roundeau) - Poem by Stevie Taite

Our Auntie Maggie used to sit
In winters evening she would knit
No sooner was one garment done
She'd go and start another one
Selected from her knitting kit

She'd always have a candle lit
The gentle light it did emit
Was how it was when she was young
Our Auntie Maggie

Our Uncle Dave worked down the pit
He'd come home late covered in shit
There'd always be a warm bath run
Poor sod, he barely saw the Sun
She loved him so, the silly git
Our Auntie Maggie


Comments about Our Auntie Maggie (Roundeau) by Stevie Taite

  • Rookie - 55 Points John Brown (3/9/2013 9:42:00 AM)

    I love it. I used to have an auntie Maggie once upon a time. (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,292 Points Kevin Patrick (3/5/2013 1:22:00 PM)

    HaHaHa, loved the story could see this played on a guitar to children, (minus one word of vulgarity) god rest your Auntie Maggie for this treasured read. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,292 Points Kevin Patrick (3/5/2013 1:21:00 PM)

    HaHaHa, loved the story could see this played on a guitar to children, (minus one word of vulgarity) god rest your Auntie Maggie for this treasured read. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,397 Points Anthony Di''anno (3/3/2013 7:40:00 AM)

    Brilliant! Made me laugh out loud and made me want to write my own witty witterings. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 628 Points Chandra Thiagarajan (2/27/2013 8:58:00 AM)

    Wonderful, Stevie Taite! Being a scientist what splendid imagination you have ! You've knitted a beautiful poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 36 Points Sandy Player (2/26/2013 10:35:00 AM)

    Its like one of those nice stories you tell a child with its playful rhyme until it comes to that most vulgar word (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,266 Points Valerie Dohren (2/26/2013 4:47:00 AM)

    Brilliant Stevie, love it - so funny. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2013



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