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'Looking For A Word'

‘Looking for a word'

Looking for a word
I'll tell you what to do
Buy a poet's dictionary
Then you can see it's true
Naughty words rhyme too

Michael Micmac Mccrory



'Love Fool'

‘Love fool’

Your eyes are shut as you kiss
Your thoughts darkened by a mist
As your mind comes to unfold
You give yourself oh so bold

Full body and all soul
For pure love is your goal
Happiness you must possess
Even if you must transgress

As your arms do entwine
You hope he’ll like you for your mind
I’ll tell you the truth of it
He isn’t after your wit

But still you give him your all
Because he says that your better than football
You think that he’s the perfect catch
Even when he’s at the match

You are love and you’re sure to fall
In love when he will shout his lovers call
You believe in bill and coo and turtle dove
Because you are ‘Love’

You are ‘Love’ the original ‘Fool’
You are just a ‘Love Fool’

Michael Micmac Mccrory



'My Dilemma'

I love cats
Twelve have I
So many cats do confuse
I have cats; but no muse
It must be true
What they say
Did the cats chase
The muse away?

What’s that you say? you louse
Cats only chase away the mouse
That fact is of no use
I just want to find my muse

Here I sit in my hell
No muse
And you say, I can’t spell
I can’t take this abuse

There it is my dilemma
Is this the way it should be
My hand shaking in a tremor
Now! if only I could write poetry
Michael Micmac Mccrory



'My Grandpa Turned Me Into Robbie Burns Mouse'

‘Grandpa turned me into Rabbie Burns Mouse’

Whilst celebrating the birth of Rabbie Burns
The Mother after so many twists and turns
Gave birth to a bouncing baby boy
Filled the fathers heart with joy
The grandpa lifts the baby high
And like a banshee gave a cry
You’ll be a man with concerns
You’ll be a poet like Rabbie Burns
You’ll write about “Mans inhumanity to man”
And fight to save old Ireland
You’ll fight “a Nation of rogues”
like they did at bolavogue
You’ll charge them roaring, you won’t wait
And you’ll lead us into a free state
You’ll rid us of quislings and such
Give us freedom “No monarch can touch”
But alas, grandpa don’t you know it
You turned me into a poet
A wandering poet “Who did dally”
“On British ground to rally”
I know you think, your kin has been blighted
And “British wrongs must be righted”
But in my heart and in “my Breastie”
I’m a “Wee, Sleekit, Cowrin, Tim’rous Beastie
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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