War and childhood (jobee's poems merged)

jobee

Bernard Montgomery, 1st Viscount Montgomery of Alamein
Field Marshall Bernard Montgomery.

London 1887-1976.Hampshire.

His father a Bishop with prayer in mind,
But Monty's thoughts were war inclined,
Different they were as chalk and cheese,
Impish and playful but nobodies fool.

Sandhurst academy he eventually went.
The Warwick’s Reg. he began his ascent
Off to India to assist the Raj,
His five years there he didn't enlarge.

1914 he returned to these shores,
Eagerly entering Europe's wars.
Badly wounded in a machine gun tirade.
A young medic came to his aide.

A snipers bullet hit the medics head,
Falling on Monty instantly dead.
The young medic Monty claimed,
Two years in hospital Monty spent.

Then returned to this ghastly event.
Surviving this war with great valour,
He then addressed the Second World War,
On Dunkirk beaches on the retreat.

To blitzkrieg tactics he conceded defeat.
Learning from this traumatic event,
To African deserts he next was sent,
A man named Rommel was in command,

Ruling the roost in this desert land.
Methodically assembling all he could get,
Leaving nothing to chance with this little
He relieved Gen.Rommel of his African tour.

Now the world looked with the greatest of awe,
Not one more battle would he lose in this war,
Like Wellington before him he had found,
His own ideas were most profound.

Alas on D Day he was not selected,
Although on all sides most respected,
The great American Eisenhower,
Was elected to lead this finest hour.

After the war he settled down.
Not to far from a Hampshire town,
He bought a mill on the river Wey,
In Binstead church yard his body does lay.

Jobee.
Arnem-Market garden, he must have known those tanks were there.????????
He was wrong, ego tripping and wrong.
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jobee

IMAGINATION
by jobee »
imagination funny
-
cloudy day sunny
beez think honey
-
imagination crazy
perceptive hazy
-
ever felt gentle touch
kiss -now and then
-
trip to the stars
jupiter mars
-
black holes then
maybe heaven
-
back here then
not heaven
--
but some times
i get crazy
-
the booz im hazy
not lazy
-
i wanna rock
i wanna roll
-
i wanna swing
im king
-
i wanna love
everything
-
bowie king
jackson swing
-
frank sinatra
mr cool
-
johny mathis
nice- rule
-
i wanna
fall in love
-
touch a dove
-
im so happy
to be alive
-
lets jive
-
HI!
lets GO!
http://http://www.bing.com/video/rock and roll.

IMAGINATION
by jobee »

imagination funny
-
cloudy day sunny
beez think honey
-
imagination crazy
perceptive hazy
-
ever felt gentle touch
kiss -now and then
-
trip to the stars
jupiter mars
-
black holes then
maybe heaven
-
back here then
not heaven
--
but some times
i get crazy
-
the booz im hazy
not lazy
-
i wanna rock
i wanna roll
-
i wanna swing
im king
-
i wanna love
everything
-
bowie king
jackson swing
-
frank sinatra
mr cool
-
johny mathis
nice- rule
-
i wanna
fall in love
-
touch a dove
-
im so happy
to be alive
-
lets jive
-
HI!

lets GO!


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jobee

jobee wrote: »

What I'm trying to emphasise is that Christianity is NOT pacifist.
The Nazis were christians, Hitler hated atheists.

After Blair made his 'illegal' and disgusting attack on the Iraqi people, he went running to the pope and the pope accepted him into the catholic church.

Both these men are wolves in sheeps clothing [encouraging war].

Archbishop Makarios encouraged the killing in Cyprus.

Christy Moore explains further christian involvment in war.

CHORUS

Many Irishmen heard the call of Franco
Joined Hitler and Mussolini too
Propaganda from the pulpit and newspapers
Helped O'Duffy to enlist his crew

The word came from Maynooth, "support the Nazis"
The men of cloth failed again
When the Bishops blessed the Blueshirts in Dun Laoghaire
As they sailed beneath the swastika in spain.

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jobee

We know its a myth.
This Christmas celebrate reason.
Be reasonable.

jobee

Della Rose Cottage

Della Rose Cottage is being reborn,
The dreams of centuries stripped, torn,
In pristine condition it should remain,
But slightly twisted, out of frame.

What memories it aspires to evoke,
Since first its chimney extruded smoke,
Thousands of birds have made their nests,
Families born then laid to rest.

The fields around are just the same,
As when Napoleon came to fame,
200 years of laughter, tears,
Children playing with giggles, jeers.

When first its humble footings were laid,
Nelson was putting the Danes in the shade,
At Copenhagen he made his name,
Assuring himself of lasting fame.

Della Rose Cottage has a new mistress now,
A humble lady with skill, know-how,
Her name is Paula she is so bright.
A beautiful lady with skill, foresight.

Wappenham village is in for a treat,
When at last they gather, meet,
To see the cottage they've known for years,
Afresh with life full of good cheers.

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John bishop. 1©©©8 /9/03jobee

jobee

We know its a myth.
This Christmas celebrate reason.
Be reasonable, be good.
Have a nice day.

Did you notice baby's face,
Trying hard at table grace,
Spitting out, wondering why,
Nothing goes in mouth or eye.

Did you notice startled eyes,
When poppers pop, trailers fly,
Christmas lights blink, flash,
Then new found toys whirl, crash.

Did you notice Grandma's care,
Trying to catch baby’s stare,
Making faces, sucking lips,
Twiddling fingers, making quips.

Then tapping Grandpa on the knee,
Watch that drink! I’m telling thee,
Just one more, that’s enough,
I’ve seen you on that malted stuff.

And then more kids come hustling in,
What a ruckus, what a din,
Don't stand up you'll lose your seat,
Your ageing limbs cannot compete.

Youths and girlfriends then appear,
Showing off their flashy gear,
Drinks all round, giggles too,
Last nights sipping starts anew.

The smell of cooking fills the air,
Tables laid with special care,
Paper hats, tinsel too,
Take your turn, join the queue.

Eating done, tables cleared,
Then some faces disappeared,
Pulling crackers, what’s in this?
Give a tug, make your wish.

That's my toy don't you dare!
A little friction in the air,
Children squabble then settle down.
Taking note of fathers frown.

Just a glance of Christmas day,
Cheers to all I hope and pray.
The new year brings to everyone.
The well sung words of Lennon’s song.

GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!
JB©
My belief.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAuoNa5g6i8&NR=1

We know its a myth.

This Christmas celebrate reason.

Be reasonable, be good.

Have a nice day.



Did you notice baby's face,
Trying hard at table grace,
Spitting out, wondering why,
Nothing goes in mouth or eye.

Did you notice startled eyes,
When poppers pop, trailers fly,
Christmas lights blink, flash,
Then new found toys whirl, crash.

Did you notice Grandma's care,
Trying to catch baby’s stare,
Making faces, sucking lips,
Twiddling fingers, making quips.

Then tapping Grandpa on the knee,
Watch that drink! I’m telling thee,
Just one more, that’s enough,
I’ve seen you on that malted stuff.

And then more kids come hustling in,
What a ruckus, what a din,
Don't stand up you'll lose your seat,
Your ageing limbs cannot compete.

Youths and girlfriends then appear,
Showing off their flashy gear,
Drinks all round, giggles too,
Last nights sipping starts anew.

The smell of cooking fills the air,
Tables laid with special care,
Paper hats, tinsel too,
Take your turn, join the queue.

Eating done, tables cleared,
Then some faces disappeared,
Pulling crackers, what’s in this?
Give a tug, make your wish.

That's my toy don't you dare!
A little friction in the air,
Children squabble then settle down.
Taking note of fathers frown.

Just a glance of Christmas day,
Cheers to all I hope and pray.
The new year brings to everyone.
The well sung words of Lennon’s song.

GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!
JB©

My belief.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAuoNa5g6i8&NR=1

http://www.prestonlancs.com/forum/index.php?/forum/12-the-debating-room/

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jobee

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And Mina.


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jobee

Rage

Shout! Shout! then shout some more,
as men strive to settle score,
two faced Tooly elbows in,
departing from his rubbish bin.

Claiming style, panache, dash,
then churning out ambiguous trash,
creeping round the flock,
holy spirits his selling stock.

Two thousand years of hope, pray,
murder, mayhem, kill, slay,
silken dalliance the elders wear,
as choir boys bottoms they lay bare.

Tooly belongs to this two faced lot,
mature minds would have them shot,
Inquisition, burn, tears,
millions slaughtered o'er the years.

Believe in god or thou shall die,
he gives the orders from on high,
ask the Pope's his reps on earth.
human psyche arrested at birth. 2003

Johnb ©jobee
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jobee

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jobee

ZIG ZAG

In 1917 Balfour declared,
Tormented Palestine could be shared,
Both sides gave a promising nod,
Combine talents unease be shod.

A Palestine majority didn't stop war,
Retalitary acts they both stood for,
Husseini tried his Arab rise,
Fleeing to Hitler was his demise.

Peel and Woodhead tried their plot,
A Jewish minority was their lot,
A foot in the sand was their way,
Then Lord Moyne Lehi did slay.

The U.N. Issues It's report,
Equal division was It's resort,
The Jews gave a reluctant yes,
Break through here the world would bless.

But not so it seems in Arab eyes,
Reluctance could be their demise,
Opportunity indeed here was missed,
To attend the table submit their list.

Resolution 181 was the way,
Equall opportunity, equal play,
Jerusalem under protective care,
Till Arab and Jew learned to share.

The gun and bomb get publicity yes,
But not to clear this awful mess,
This type of war will come to an end,
With both sides learning to yield, bend.

Your war is spreading across the globe,
It needs restricting to your abode,
9/11 proved nothing at all,
American people still stand tall.

The table as usual will clear the air,
Will end your torment and dispair,
181 a way to success,
Now the table you must address.
jobee

http://en.wikipedia....n_for_Palestine

The Negev Desert would now be out of it.

jobee

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jobee

We never said we were perfect, please forgive us.

Regimental pride.
The teaze

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O, green berets are all right I suppose.
For bending over, touching your toes,
Playing games, joining in,

Playing at war on practice grounds,
Huffing, puffing, making sounds,
Practicing, getting things right,
Making sure its all right on the night.

Methodical correct, just like that,
this goes there, that is that,
waiting cautiously at the back,
bringing clarity to this attack.

There’s a breed of men I know,
Who frown on practice they just know,
They learned it quickly, took it in.
When war comes I'm calling them in.

They jump in planes, off they go,
Where, when, it matters no,
any place on earth will do,
not much fuss, less ado.

The Red Beret they proudly wear,
A little rough, prone to swear,
How to die, they know the score,
Asking none for no favour.

The worlds best warriors they surely are,
fighting wars near, far.
It was an honour to this day,
To have worn the Red Beret.

Jobee. A coy 3 parachute Reg.
©2003

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jobee

jobee wrote: »

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FX2T5Nkm7QY

Nice Pad.

Monday, November 12, 2007

EU To Ban Creationism In Schools
The Parliamentary Assembly of the Council of Europe has adopted a resolution to ban creationism from receiving any discussion in schools outside of religion classes. "The Parliamentary Assembly is worried about the possible ill-effects of the spread of creationist ideas within our education systems and about the consequences for our democracies," said the resolution adopted recently by the Parliament made up of 626 members elected from each European Member State. "If we are not careful, creationism could become a threat to human rights which are a key concern of the Council of Europe,.
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jobee

jobee wrote: »

We never said we were perfect, please forgive us.

Regimental pride.
The teaze

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O, green berets are all right I suppose.
For bending over, touching your toes,
Playing games, joining in,

Playing at war on practice grounds,
Huffing, puffing, making sounds,
Practicing, getting things right,
Making sure its all right on the night.

Methodical correct, just like that,
this goes there, that is that,
waiting cautiously at the back,
bringing clarity to this attack.

There’s a breed of men I know,
Who frown on practice they just know,
They learned it quickly, took it in.
When war comes I'm calling them in.

They jump in planes, off they go,
Where, when, it matters no,
any place on earth will do,
not much fuss, less ado.

The Red Beret they proudly wear,
A little rough, prone to swear,
How to die, they know the score,
Asking none for no favour.

The worlds best warriors they surely are,
fighting wars near, far.
It was an honour to this day,
To have worn the Red Beret.

Jobee. A coy 3 parachute Reg.
©2003

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That Open University is some trip, I really enjoyed it, no kidding. j

jobee

Prelates Of the world- take those silly frocks off.
You are pretentious.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btF3V-iFdFA&feature=youtube_gdata_player

jobee

Yasser Arafat

in 29' Yasser opened his eyes
to Cairo bustle, irradiant skies
a successful family, his life began
his father a merchant no also ran

he lost his mum when only five
to a maternal uncle he would arrive
his father a cold dispassionate man
more for business than family plan

In 52' his father would die
Yasser not attending nor reason why
in 56' he gained a degree
civil engineering it seemed to be

his own small business he did attend
profits going to al fatahs end
Al Fatah formed terror cells
occasionally blowing up themselves

in 64' the PLO was created
Israels destruction clearly stated
then black September came about
Hussein of Jordan throwing them out

to a troubled Lebanon they did retreat
there to meet a Jewish elite
after this Intifada was formed
continual harassment was performed

Palestinians dying from Israeli shot
the Arabs beginning to lose the plot
in 88' Geneva he went
declaring PLO fury, clearly spent

peace to all he would cry
but militancy he could not deny
in ‘94 the Prix Nobel
Rabin, Perez,their share as well

so Oslo it was he reached his peak
from there on in his woes were deep
the walking bombs were giving their all
the youth of Palestine against the wall
jobee© 2003

Yasser Arafat died Nov.11-2004
His tomb is in Ramallah.

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jobee

My wife asked me, "How many women have you slept with?"
I proudly replied, "Only you, Darling. With all the others I was awake."

jobee

Reminisce

Cowdall Rd. Braunstone
Leicester.

May 1945.

O youth those tender years have gone,
I’m ageing now it seems so long.
Since kids played hop scotch in the street,
And ran to Mr’s Moore’s for sweets.

When building dens was all the rage,
Bonfires set the green ablaze,
Winter warmers whirl, crash,
Hurled by kids who’d watch them smash.

In gardens street or anywhere,
Not a thought, nary a care,
Then Glad Ashley’s strident voice.
“Sorry Glad it’s Hobson’s choice”

Winters cold begins to clear,
I feel the warmth of summers cheer,
Marlene Bishop sets her stall,
Selling things to one, all.

Its party time, what a treat!
Table stretching down the street,
Hitlers lost that awful war,
I wonder what he started for?

Some days the street was quiet, bare,
I guess they’ve gone the summer fair,
Braunny spinney I then would roam,
Birds nesting for an hour alone.

Just a glimpse of days gone by,
When skylarks twittered in the sky,
Those youthful days I sadly miss,
Occasionally, when I reminisce.

jobee 06.

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http://www.memorylan...lilimarlene.htm

jobee

The search for Haggard?

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jobee

spam

jobee

Humperdink.

Jersey Budd.

Etc.

Leicester.

The famous clock tower is still on the spot
but everything else has changed a lot
the markets 'White Swan' has disappeared
a shop and plethora of stalls appeared.

The Swan with two Necks of Granby st. fame
the demolition hammer stopped its game,
The 'Bell Hotel' went the same way
It quenched my thirst on many a day.

the notorious 'Eclipse' of Eastgates fame
where scarlet ladies played a game
The times I popped in just to see
faces I knew abashed with glee.

the ‘Dixie Arms’ St Peters lane
where once I watched a cockerel slain
in the yard, right in view
the crowd amused by something new.

the Pelican Hotel, Gallowtree Gate
always quiet and rather sedate
the town has changed in recent years
no doubt causing one or two jeers

on the bright side let us look
the view the City Council took
in '91 The Haymarket appeared
traffic danger disappeared.

Humberstone Gate is traffic free toO
till Charles St starts the buzz anew
Gallowtree Gate you can freely walk
meet with friends chat, talk

all in all we'd have to say
Rome was not built in a day
but the city centre is safer now
so Leicester Council can take a bow

Jobee

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hn7kQ3reqwc

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0jIRrUEGdw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uB1D9wWxd2w

jobee

He hated atheists.


Hitler 2

by jobee » "Sun Dec 12, 2010 12:51 pm"

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Cpl. Adolph 'Adi' Hitler. 1889 -1945.

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Hitler

When the First World War broke out Hitler said.
"Overpowered by stormy enthusiasm- I fell down
on my knees and thanked heaven for granting me
the good fortune of being permitted to live at this time".

Cpl. Adolph 'Adi' Hitler. 1889 -1945.

Hitler was rescued from his drifting life,
By rumblings of war and oncoming strife,
Germany not Austria his leanings were bent,
His spirits lifted by this awesome event.

The assassination of Archduke Ferdinand,
By a man named Princip from Serbian land,
Austro-Hungary attacked the Serbs.
Then Russia and France called on reserves.

Belgian nuetrality the Germans ignored,
The British lion awakened then roared,
Hitler signing for Bavarian command,
Overcome with enthusiasm for his adopted land.

For Hitler the army a base and a home,
Stopping his restless urge to roam,
With the 'List' regiment he first saw war,
At Ypres in Belgium he started his tour.

Decorated early in this vicious war,
The Iron Cross 2nd class he very soon wore.
Competent, courageous, alert,keen,
A credit to any fighting machine.

Between actions quietly reserved,
Drawing, philosophy studiously observed,
No presents or cards at Christmas time,
His pet dog 'Foxl' suited him fine.

Surviving Ypres and making his name,
The battle at Somme his next little game,
A wound in the leg caused him to fall,
Convalescing, his nature, not suited at all.

Back in action for the last great push,
Heading for Paris in a desperate rush,
Nearly, the name of this little game,
A desperate attempt before Americans came.

A First Class Iron Cross Hitlers reward,
A Jewish officer gave the award,
At the second Ypres in a gas attack,
Partly blinded - he would be back.

Jobee a coy 3 para
The Iron Cross First Class normally only given to
Commissioned officers.

Nazi Artifacts: Mementoes, Badges, Pins and Painting

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7E4QFMSP ... ature=fvwp

jobee

VE day. May 1945.

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Reminisce
Cowdall Rd. Braunstone
Leicester.
May 1945.

O youth those tender years have gone,
I’m ageing now it seems so long.
Since kids played hop scotch in the street,
And ran to Mr’s Moore’s for sweets.

When building dens was all the rage,
Bonfires set the green ablaze,
Winter warmers whirl, crash,
Hurled by kids who’d watch them smash.

In gardens street or anywhere,
Not a thought, nary a care,
Then Glad Ashley’s strident voice.
“Sorry Glad it’s Hobson’s choice”

Winters cold begins to clear,
I feel the warmth of summers cheer,
Marlene Bishop sets her stall,
Selling things to one, all.

Its party time, what a treat!
Table stretching down the street,
Hitlers lost that awful war,
I wonder what he started for?

Some days the street was quiet, bare,
I guess they’ve gone the summer fair,
Braunny spinney I then would roam,
Birds nesting for an hour alone.

Just a glimpse of days gone by,
When skylarks twittered in the sky,
Those youthful days I sadly miss,
Occasionally, when I reminisce.
jobee 06.

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U.S 82nd Airborne.

by jobee » "Mon Dec 13, 2010 10:59 pm"
War over Braunstone. Leicester. England.

Home of the U.S. 82nd Airborne. 1944

Arnem-Market Garden.

Walking round, sitting down,
I often get my mind around,
Things that happened long ago,
Up to my waist in drifting snow.

Or when I wondered how, why,
Birds took wing, learned to fly,
When women often talked of war,
Boyfriends they would see no more.

Airplanes that filled the sky,
Where they going? for what,why?
Vapour trails all day long,
Today you know there's something on.

Then at night what a show,
Amazing searchlights all aglow,
They pierce the sky off, on,
Till droning planes they shine upon.

Little silver specks on high,
Like luminescent fire fly,
Huddled together in groups of four,
Embroiled into the winds of war.

I hope that there's some more to come,
O boy! am I just having fun,
Id love to see a plane on fire,
Crash into that old church spire.

Parachutes come floating down,
Me the hero of the town,
Arrest them all take them too,
That old Home Guard arresting crew.

Alas, the all clear can be heard,
Then at once my thoughts transferred,
Tomorrows school, what a shame!
Not those silly sums again.

I much prefer Bluebell Wood,
Pretending I am Robin Hood,
Or Fir Tree Forest that secret place,
Where startled pheasants scurry apace.

I'm tiring now must close my eyes,
Lets hope tomorrow brings surprise,
With some good luck the schools ablaze.
I'll indulge in halcyon days.

Jobee a coy 3 para©

YouTube - Paratrooper 82nd Airborne Division

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jobee

spam

jobee

Viagra, hmmm?

Would it work on sodden ground,
Where moss, stingers, do abound,
When gnats, flies, will harass,
Cowpats mingle with starchy grass?

Would it help when bodies tire,
Tho' push, push, has quelled desire,
When young lovers kiss, smile,
Our exhausted bodies rest awhile?

Has it got what my youth had got,
To rekindle fires when spent, hot,
Then ignore the brush of falling rain,
Our naked bodies make love again?

As evenings cool air begins to stir,
I only then let go of her,
It's not Viagra I'm looking for
I need that lovely paramour.

jobee 03.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfsRN10EdQM

jobee

cobsie wrote: »

Rommel, you magnificent bastard! I read your book!!

(Gen George Patton, aka George C. Scott)

Jobee, I'm just going to come right out and say it: Has it ever occurred to you that your celebration in rhyming couplets of heroes of the British Empire (and to a lesser extent, the Raj and wartime America) are not placed in their best context on an Irish forum?

My comment has less to do with nationalism and much more to do with the fact that I don't accept the starting premise of your poetry - these men are heroes.

Where is the anger at the waste and futility of war? Where is the acknowledgement of other viewpoints, those upon whom war is waged, upon whom Empire is brought to bear? The Indians of the Raj, the Egyptians of the Suez Canal crisis, the Native Americans pressured into service without the privileges of citizenship in return? There is no complexity of viewpoint here and that makes them shallow.

I expect a vitriolic defence from you, but it doesn't matter. I am your reader, like it or not. I am reading these poems, one by one, and I do not like them.

I think war is disgusting, I wish for a world wide ban on it.

jobee

Paula.

I thought of you again today,
did you host some small soiree,
I feel you are amongst your friends,
unless of course my mind transcends.

Occasionally I get like this,
the precincts of my mind dismiss,
any thoughts that you are down,
tears beget that puzzled frown.

I think of all the lovely things,
meeting you, warm feelings,
Northampton town on our first date,
how cool you looked, so sedate.

The library another day,
how simple was that T.M.A,
when you ask me to assist,
a gesture I could not resist.

that classy two piece suit you wore,
not anybodies paramour,
lovely tussled flaxen hair,
aloof, remote, debonair.

my eyes beheld a wondrous sight,
to me you felt exactly right,
this ambience of country life,
rustical, free of strife.

O well i’ve got my mind back now,
I don’t think you will mind somehow,
my sincerity when I say,
I thought of you again today.

jobee
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