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by John G.Hall 

Posted: 09 June 2004
Word Count: 143
Summary: Just for fun .....or is it?

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I tripped down to Heaven
somewhere near Devon,

I was whistling through whiskey
with a 'Wagon Wheel' on my knee,

I was the cream that got the cat
the pot they called the kettle,

strolling around in my banana skinned hat
happily slipping my mind over their heads,

counting the days way past seven
Hey! I even got pretty close to ten.

The jam was dodgy, the whirly curly
the whole dam thing
worshiped at the temple of Shirley,

The Doe nutted my kissing cousin
for eating her middle
then licked the toggle off his duffel,

I tripped down to Heaven
somewhere near Devon,
until my money escaped
and the sea went to see.

Hey! But I still pop
the odd postcard or two,
if you know what I dream.

John G.Hall(C)2004

*No drugs were used in the making of this poem.

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Lottie at 10:24 on 10 June 2004  Report this post
very enjoyable!!

Kipper at 20:22 on 10 June 2004  Report this post
Far out man!

Sazmac at 23:04 on 10 June 2004  Report this post
Hi John

I though this was a wonderful piece of summer heaven - a picture postcard of funny ice cream flavours and word twist flakes.

lovely & thank you


gard at 19:38 on 13 June 2004  Report this post
Hi John GH

ooeer, I knew someone who took some of that stuff once, he ran through the village naked shouting "I am the wind and the rain"

drugs are bad man, they can lead to humiliating behaviours, broadcast at a later date to the writing community ha ha!

funny piece!


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