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Best Poems From
MICHAEL MICMAC MCCRORY
(25/01/1954)
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'Practising My Art'
What is it?
What do you want?
Where are you taking me?
When did I get here?
How do I know your white coats are for real?
Am I real?
What did you say?
Your taking me to the nut house
What type of nuts?
I think I may be allergic to nuts
A home for mentals
For madmen like me you say
Your treatment is making me mad
Why am I wearing a white jacket?
I dont like white
Blue suits me
Have you got it in blue?
Why am I here?
You said I was talking to myself
Why yes that is what I do@
Im in the theatre you know
Im a ventriloquist
They came to take me away
For practising my art
The whole world is going mad
Im the sane one
Sitting with my hand
Up the backside
Of a talking piece of wood
Yes Im the sane one
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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'Racing Wars'
Five horse's have died
They call it the sport of kings
For king and country
The misguided animals
Some say it's their sworn duty
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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'Real Love Will Shine Out'
We can't hide our love
Love will shine out come what may
The moon shines on our love at night
The sun shines on it by day
The love light shines from our eyes
As we lovingly take in loves young gaze
The old fools in loves young dream
Walking in a puppy loves haze
We walk on pastures new
Far from all our usual crowd
Trying to keep our love hidden
Holding hands, gazing lovingly, our love crying out loud
We couldn't hide a love like ours
We couldn't keep it a secret for long
Your husband and my wife knows about it now
Our love was just too strong
The moon shone on our love at night
The sun shone on our love by day
Our love is now an open book
Real love will shine out, come what may
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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'Reality! What?
REALITY! WHAT?
Is it real?
Was it real?
Can it be real?
How real is it?
How real was it?
How real can it be?
Reality?
Who is real?
When is it real?
How real was it?
Why is it real?
Where is it real?
Was it real then?
Is it real now?
Who makes it real?
When is it real?
Why do we need reality?
When do we need reality?
Where do we need reality?
How do we get reality?
Reality!
What reality?
Is my life a reality?
If my life is reality
You can have it
Take it please
Reality! What?
MICMAC
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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