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Poems By Poet Michael Micmac Mccrory  7/14/2014 8:04:06 AM
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  MICHAEL MICMAC MCCRORY (25/01/1954)
 
 
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  29.     

‘That was me; but who am I? '

‘That was me; but who am I? '

I was that man
Had gun did travel
Shot others for a fee

I was that man
Yet was that man me?
He's not who I am now

This old dog
Learnt some new tricks
I don't do what I used to do

That man was a part of me
He no longer exists
Yet without that man

Who would I be?
Would I still be me?
Am I me?

That was me
Should the question be
Who am I?

Michael Micmac Mccrory
 
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  30.     

'A howling at the fouling'

‘A HOWLING AT THE FOULING’

People a howling
at dogs a fouling
And owners that just walk away
It smells like a cess
Clean up your mess
But the owners just let it lay

Cyclists then ride
Push it from side to side
The mess spreads
More dogs a walking
More reasons for squawking
The mess is up to our heads

The rain does pour
And spreads it more
And then it covers our houses
Pick it up
In a bag or a cup
And think of others you louses

MICMAC
 
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  31.     

'Al Zheimer Will Be My Friend'

‘Al Zheimer will be my friend'

Where's Margaret?
Where's she gone?
Why isn't she here?
What have I done?
Who are you?
Al Zheimer, who's he?

Alzheimer's is a complaint, your slowly losing your memory dad.

Al Zheimer is complaining; he should remember where he is
If he's here in my house ask him where Margaret is.
Did he get rid of her; are you all trying to kill me?

Margaret is dead dad, she was my mum and your wife.

That's right Margaret; where has she gone?

Alzheimer's is not a joke
Nothing here, to laugh about
He wanders off to god knows where
To search for Margaret his one true love
She Is never there; her suffering done
His suffering is continuing on

His best days are over
His clear days are few and far between
He has only two questions to ask

Where's Margaret?
Who are you?

The answers;
Margaret has gone on ahead, to built your new home
I am your son I inherited your genes

Soon; Al Zheimer will be ‘My friend'.

So this is not the end………………………
 
Michael Micmac Mccrory
   
 

   
   
 

  32.     

'All the beats of my heart'

‘All beats of my heart’

All beats of my heart beat only for you
I’m drawn in the purest love
The purest love for the immaculate you
The immaculate woman so perfect
So perfect a woman made for the purest love
All beats of my heart beats only for you

The daylight was made to highlight the beauty in you
The beauty in you is made to love
To love the whole night through
Your eyes that sparkle so that the drummer can see
Can see to play all the beats of my heart
All the beats of my heart that beats only for you



MICMAC
 
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