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light verse Poetry

Newport, they call it; we calls it ‘ome

This is Newportwhere we’re proud to live.Nothing to hide,a bit less to give.These hanging streets,which Chartists’ walkedare where kids learn to fightway before they can talk.All these placeswe loves to roamThe ‘port en’t much,but we calls it ‘ome. I could show you Caerleon’s bright spotswhere blads drive fast for fun;or Pill’s dark hiding placeswhere the […]

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Dancing with the Phalarope

  “…they say I’m too old to fall in love; I say they’re too young to know.” I hope you grace your smiles on everyone,as you ‘cha-cha-cha’ through your world of funand remember the times you swirled in ecstasy.I hope you still dance with audacious flirtation,that your heart sings hymns of joyful generations.and your jazz still […]