Jack Baird
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Bargain huntA Poem by Jack BairdA short, silly tale of sales |
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TwitchersA Poem by Jack BairdA curtain rustlesThe breeze winds along the streetStirring up rubbish |
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WorkadayA Poem by Jack BairdFlowers in rainAnd fresh, green leavesWatching the paint dry,You sat in it |
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FishA Poem by Jack BairdFish We are out fishing Splashing the water Paddling in pairs And falling asleep We could have fish Or warm beds And fish-less n.. |
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It never rainsA Poem by Jack BairdThe rain pours And sullenly she rubsthe pale palms in her gloves The tea's hot at homeand her hood's full of waterThat's how she knowsthe time has com.. |
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Black humourA Poem by Jack BairdThe jury stand confusedBashed with a bananaThe ripeness of the fruitPrevents a bruise |
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StagesA Poem by Jack BairdCecilia sits still At ease with it all Tending her heart As it rises and falls The follies of folk Are a comfort to me Laughing or crying.. |
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The tailorA Story by Jack BairdTailor There once was a tailor who wore waistcoats in all weathers. He could craft fine clothes from any material, silk, cotton,even hessian sack.. |
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RailroadedA Poem by Jack BairdRailroaded A tin grey shed Addled with rain Squats at the station Exceedingly plain A train thunders by Under clouds barely dressed .. |
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The Crab who lost his shellA Story by Jack BairdThere once was a crab who was tired of his shell. He was one of those curious creatures who are called hermits because they carry their homes on their.. |
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