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  MICHAEL MICMAC MCCRORY (25/01/1954)
 
 
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  61.     

'Camping for pleasure'

‘CAMPING FOR PLEASURE’

FIRST TIME, WE HADN’T EVEN GOT THE TENT OUT
THERE WAS THUNDER AND LIGHTENING
THEN IT PISSED DOWN WITH RAIN
SECOND TIME, IT SNOWED AND SNOWED
THE GROUND TURNED TO ICE
THE ICE TURNED TO AN ICE HOT PAIN

THE THIRD TIME, WE WERE TRAMPED ON
BY A MARAUDING HERD OF SHEEP,
ONE TIME WASN’T ENOUGH, SO THEY DID IT AGAIN
THE FOURTH TIME, STORMS BLEW AWAY THE TENT
BUT THE NIGHT IN THE HOTEL WAS HEAVEN SENT
THEN I WENT AND CAUGHT A TRAIN
FIFTH TIME, THE SCOUTMASTER GOT HIS WILLIE OUT
I TOOK HIS TENT PEG AND GAVE HIM SUCH A CLOUT
YOU’LL GUESS WHERE NO DOUBT, SO HARD
FROM SUCH ACTIVITIES IN FUTURE HE’LL REFRAIN

I SAID TO MY PAL LES THAT’S MY LAST CAMPING TRIP
NO USE TO COMPLAIN EVEN THOUGH IT IS INANE
LIKE WEARING A BALL AND CHAIN
IN THE MAIN FOR THE PLAIN ON THE PLAINS
WILL SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN, WHAT’S TO GAIN
I THINK IT’S ALL INSANE
LES SAID THEY CALL IT CAMPING FOR PLEASURE


MICMAC
 
Michael Micmac Mccrory
   
 

   
   
 

  62.     

'Christened'

‘Christened’

We started thinking seven months before
About your name, from heroes or from folklore
It needed to suit your character with a roar
We didn’t want you to grow to be a bore
Therefore, the name we chose had to set you apart
As well, as give you a lion of a heart
Not for a snivelling worrier
A name suitable for a warrior
We chose an outstanding name
That will put you ahead of the game
That’s what was in our thought
When we chose a name so taut
We wanted a name that wasn’t humble
For you to go through life without a grumble
We want you to be ahead of the race
A name to suit your manly grace
A name that would make you friendly and caring
A name that would make you sound heroic and daring
A name that would set the whole world agog
That is why we named you Zog



MICMAC
 
Michael Micmac Mccrory
   
 

   
   
 

  63.     

Darkest Day

Twenty-four hours of darkness in a day
Because the light of my day has been blown away
In my minds your eyes still shine bright
The torch of our love will always stay alight

Nobody hears me when I talk
They don’t see me when I walk past
They don’t recognise me without you
I was the shape they thought that was your shadow

The seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours
The hours turn into days, days into weeks
The weeks turn into months, months into years
Years to ponder the darkest day of my life

Thoughts that turn into dreams, dreams that turn into ideas
Ideas that turn into plans, plans that turn into plots
Plots that turn into reality, reality becomes a nightmare
A nightmare about the darkest day of my life

You were the sun in my day and my moon at night
My guiding star and my compass in the sky
I walk in the smog of my eternal night
To hide the heartache of the darkest day of my life

In death I will be with you
Eternally in the flame of loves Olympian light
 
Michael Micmac Mccrory
   
 

   
   
 

  64.     

'Darkest day'

‘DARKEST DAYS’

Twenty-four hours of darkness in a day
Because the light of my day has been blown away
In my minds your eyes still shine bright
The torch of our love will always stay alight

Nobody hears me when I talk
They don’t see me when I walk past
They don’t recognise me without you
I was the shape they thought that was your shadow

The seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours
The hours turn into days, days into weeks
The weeks turn into months, months into years
Years to ponder the darkest day of my life

Thoughts that turn into dreams, dreams that turn into ideas
Ideas that turn into plans, plans that turn into plots
Plots that turn into reality, reality becomes a nightmare
A nightmare about the darkest day of my life

You were the sun in my day and my moon at night
My guiding star and my compass in the sky
I walk in the smog of my eternal night
To hide the heartache of the darkest day of my life

In death I will be with you
Eternally in the flame of loves Olympian light


MICMAC
 
Michael Micmac Mccrory
   
 
 
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