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Previously on "Friday Poetry Corner LBW"

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  • Old Greg
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  • AlfredJPruffock
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    Ho- Alfie !
    Aye - whit ??



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  • Scruff
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    There once was a lady from Dallas
    Used a dynamite stick for a phallus
    They found her vagina in North Carolina
    And her tits atop Buckingham palace

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  • Scruff
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    Originally posted by sasguru View Post
    They rise, one after another, blue and golden, these endless days, days of death.
    Nihilistic poetry has fatal consequences

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  • LondonManc
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    There was a young man who played cricket
    Who tried to uproot the leg wicket
    He bowled a bad ball
    And the umpire did call
    If you were Flintoff you might just have hit it!
    Last edited by LondonManc; 24 April 2020, 14:34.

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  • sasguru
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    They rise, one after another, blue and golden, these endless days, days of death.

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  • Scruff
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    ...For oft, when on my couch I lie
    In vacant or in pensive mood,
    They flash upon that inward eye
    Which is the bliss of solitude;
    And then my heart with pleasure fills,
    And dances with the daffodils.

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  • AlfredJPruffock
    started a topic Friday Poetry Corner LBW

    Friday Poetry Corner LBW

    In memoriam Tony Lewis Mathmmatician and co-author of the DuckWorth Lewis Method to determine the outcome of rain affected one day cricket matches.



    So. Then
    Farewell Tony Lewis.
    It is Over.

    You are out
    at 78

    Not a bad Innings
    But what would your score
    have been if play had
    Not been halted
    Prematurely

    By looking at your Revolutary cricket formula
    i can confidently say that I havent got a clue

    Thanks anyway

    EJ Thribb

    (17.5 runs in two overs)
    Last edited by AlfredJPruffock; 24 April 2020, 12:30.

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