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"settel" poems
Cycling past buisness girls on his way through Camden town between towering grey buildings and tourists that frown The lights turns to red and like a one legged man at the curb he drifts off to a land that to some, seems absurb Where honey-eyed tales of piglet and Pooh are driven  by toads tooting, **** **** poo Peddling along the reeling, rolling,rambeling road some drunkard guy made on famiular BBC air waves his voice often played Through rich green ridings, wild moor and dales 2-50 stands the church clock that so sweetly never fails Hatless on Ilkley, bathed and bathed in York tea-time fancies at Harrogate, whilst watching like some Kes pearched hawk Nodding and humming to  sounds of the Brighouse and Rastric bands and still finding time to paddle a little, on sun drenched Gigglewick sands Red turns to green as he wobbles and peddles away down Boris's yellow brick road To Settel, for supper with                                                        Raty                                                                      Mole                                                                                      Badger                                                                                                            and Toad
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Feb 25, 2011
Feb 25, 2011 at 8:59 AM UTC
The talking in Alan's head
Cycling past buisness girls on his way through Camden town between towering grey buildings and tourists that frown The lights turns to red and like a one legged man at the curb he drifts off to a land that to some, seems absurb Where honey-eyed tales of piglet and Pooh are driven  by toads tooting, **** **** poo Peddling along the reeling, rolling,rambeling road some drunkard guy made on famiular BBC air waves his voice often played Through rich green ridings, wild moor and dales 2-50 stands the church clock that so sweetly never fails Hatless on Ilkley, bathed and bathed in York tea-time fancies at Harrogate, whilst watching like some Kes pearched hawk Nodding and humming to  sounds of the Brighouse and Rastric bands and still finding time to paddle a little, on sun drenched Gigglewick sands Red turns to green as he wobbles and peddles away down Boris's yellow brick road To Settel, for supper with                                                        Raty                                                                      Mole                                                                                      Badger                                                                                                            and Toad
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Jimmy please say you wait for me..... i'l grow up some day you see,, saving all my love just for you, i''l b signed in love forever true......, Jimmy was the guy ,whu lived next door , and i knew him since ,ten years of more, i wrote him a letter one day ... and this is wt all i hv to say. he read dat note for once again , and then went over to my house next door, tears fell down rim and tim, and i told jimmy wat i hv to say..... "Jimmy please say you wait for me..... i''l grow uo some day you see,, saving all my love just for you, i''l b signed in love forever true."....., Jimmy said to me dear jonney you, just forget me.. bye nd bye! coz ur jst fifteen and i am twentytwo, and my dear Jonney , i cant wait for you, i have to leave my little home town, to find me job and settel down.... he packed his clothes and cought a plane, and my heart was filled with his memories, all the words dat jimmy said to me! "Jimmy please say you wait for me..... i''l grow uo some day you see,, saving all my love just for you, i''l b signed in love forever true."........ ........... ............ ............. ..................... ................................... i said to him... dear jimmy u,please forget me .... bye and bye! tears fell dowm ... rim and tim ... and i told jimmy, what i have to say! jimmy jimmy please dont cry , you forget me bye and bye! itz five years since u have been gone... and i got married with , your best friend john!
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Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 5:51 AM UTC
JIMMY AND JONNEY....
What an imposibility, two souls laying in one body... One to stay the other settel. The conflict that would take place in their mind, a battle to which only one could win... But would the other be missed; or even remembered?
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 11:12 AM UTC
What's left of me
Listening to her sob Is like listening to a hammer Pounding away at my heart The peices settel in my stomach As heavy as iron. I cant imagine why She would put her pain before mine I would do anything to help her. But i cant do what she wants. The salt stains on her pillow Her clothes And her hands Are all my fault.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 5:15 PM UTC
Im Sorry