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PaulPJB


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15 Jul 17 - 3 Dec 19

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#130story

Honest Joe was really really honest
Everything he said was totally valid
Honest with his virtues
Honest with his faults
Why Naughty Joe never got married

Valid” by PaulPJB, 4 Dec 19

#130story

Late at exactly Ten past Ten
Colonel Bogey on my doorbell rang
There was a visitor at the door
Green, smiling and four foot four
Asked to take me to my leader
Squeaked that cheeky little bleeder
So I told him to go and sling it
Going back to my Doctor Who box set

#130story

It was at the crack of today's dawn
Zombies were on my own front lawn
Crumpled wear and crumpled hair
Boiled sweets and an empty stare
Right in my own comfort zone
Worst thing could have known
I said I would go vote for them
Then they happily left me happily alone

Known” by PaulPJB, 1 Dec 19

#130story

I've been called many different names
Namely everyone who likes little me
Skit and skat; are just some of two
Urrrgh, Puggh, what the, who are you
I've thrown up over my shoe
Such understanding of nakedness
My chicken bumps around my humps
At liberty of my loveliness

#130story

I am full of something good
Full of something definitely
Everyone I know says to me
Must be full of sensual potential Than I meet someone sexy
Bright, beautiful and pretty
I tell them how full I am
They look me up and down
And then
They say, yep, you're telling me

#130story

When much much younger
I was told to put it away
Told to leave it well alone
Not to whip it out in public
Simply wasn't thing done
It would lead to wastage
Down to too much usage
Still gives me some pleasure
Me and my little pen knife
Whittling away on my own

Usage” by PaulPJB, 20 Nov 19

#130story

I knew a man many years ago
His name was Jacket Potato
What was Mr and Mrs Potato thinking
Giving their little lad the name of Jacket
Naturally became a cricketer
And was fairly good bowler
Except had talent and natural leaning
Jacket Potato had a career keeping wicket

#130story

He wears a silk shirt and a cravat
With trousers of purple crushed velvet
Through big crowds he does burst
It's the emergency situation poet
Delivering stanzas with calming effect
When facing disaster, rain or worse
What better than a deliverer verse