What is your Favorite poem
By texgal
@texgal (494)
United States
November 9, 2006 6:17am CST
Mine is about marriage
I’d Marry You Again
With tiny tears that glistened,
my eyes were fixed on you,
and thinking of the life
we’d share we softly said, “I do”.
Our hearts were knit together
from the time that we first met,
and memories were gathered
that we never will forget.
While daily living life with you,
you saw the real me,
and still you chose acceptance,
a lifelong mystery.
With many happy times gone by
and others when we cried,
some days we’d share so endlessly,
while other days we’d hide.
With all the ups and downs we’ve had
in learning to be friends,
I know that in this heart of mine,
I’d marry you again.
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@Tellknow1 (604)
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9 Nov 06
This is one of my favorites, bit's by and English poet called Pam Ayres and it always makes me laugh.
I WISH I'D LOOKED AFTER MY TEETH
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me teeth,
And spotted the perils beneath,
All the toffees I chewed,
And the sweet sticky food,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me teeth.
I wish I'd been that much more willin'
When I had more tooth there than fillin'
To pass up gobstoppers,
From respect to me choppers
And to buy something else with me shillin'.
When I think of the lollies I licked,
And the liquorice allsorts I picked,
Sherbet dabs, big and little,
All that hard peanut brittle,
My conscience gets horribly pricked.
My Mother, she told me no end,
"If you got a tooth, you got a friend"
I was young then, and careless,
My toothbrush was hairless,
I never had much time to spend.
Oh I showed them the toothpaste all right,
I flashed it about late at night,
But up-and-down brushin'
And pokin' and fussin'
Didn't seem worth the time... I could bite!
If I'd known I was paving the way,
To cavities, caps and decay,
The murder of fiIlin's
Injections and drillin's
I'd have thrown all me sherbet away.
So I lay in the old dentist's chair,
And I gaze up his nose in despair,
And his drill it do whine,
In these molars of mine,
"Two amalgum," he'll say, "for in there."
How I laughed at my Mother's false teeth,
As they foamed in the waters beneath,
But now comes the reckonin'
It's me they are beckonin'
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me teeth.
