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Black and Blue

Black and blue, so sore, I say,

Castleknock Henry, I saw today,

 He did not like it, me visiting him,

Whopped my arse and made it sting.

I tried to calm him, make us friends,

It enraged him more, not make amends,

He spat and scratched and punched me hard,

I retreated fast fighting a rear guard

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Posted by on August 16, 2017 in cat, poems



Cat Plank Cat

Fat cat,

Bad cat,

Mad cat,


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Posted by on August 16, 2017 in cat, poems


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Nice Cat?

Nice cat,

Good cat,

Kind cat,

You think.

Bad cat,

Dire cat,

Grim cat,

I think.

What to do,

With this cat,

Treat him nice,

Or punish him,

Kill the cat,

Treat the cat,

Or let him be,

Ignoring him.

Castleknock Henry


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Castleknock Henry

Castleknock Henry is a fine cat,

Enjoying his food while getting quite fat,

Off to the garden he sets off in hast,

To find a nice spot to dispose of his waste,

Around and around the garden he goes,

But all that he finds is cobblelock woes,

Oh, why is there nowhere to shit?

He hisses and spits, feeling quite sick,

This garden is not cat-friendly at all,

He snaps as he finally drops his big haul,

What have you done to my garden so grand?

Says Maria, his owner, this is not part of my plan,

A garden that needs no work to put in,

Take that and that you horrible thing!


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Posted by on February 8, 2017 in funny story, humor, humour, poems


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Are You Normal?

Are you normal?

Do you want to be,

A faceless person in a heaving sea,

With no aims, ambitions, dreams or goals,

Just happily plodding along that road?

Are you slowly dying?

Don’t you feel the magic of each new day,

The sounds of laughter as children play,

The warmth of the sun on your back, so good,

The song of birds, the smell of wood?


Are you passing time?   

Don’t you wonder at the sky, so blue?

The start and end so vague to you.

I hear you say, ‘I am happy, still,’

So too is an ant that has no will.



Wake up, wake up!

It’s not too late,

There still is time to change your fate,

Renounce the normal, do something MAD,

Shock them all create a fad.

Be yourself, alive with goals,

With dreams and wonders still untold,

Exult this life in your distinctive way,

It’s yours alone; you must have your say,

Lest you slip into oblivion without a trace…

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Posted by on October 20, 2016 in poems


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Sir Gerrard

Gerrard, Sir Gerrard – are you sure that it’s so,

Your title, your label, or are you having a go,

At me, your poor servant, a man dearthly low?

Gerrard, Sir Gerrard, pray tell me, with haste,

How you got it, your title, your rank and your place?

Cos I want it, really want it, so I can lift up my face.

I got it, my title, after years of hard slog,

Writing stories for children; my mind was agog.

I was tired, so tired, when I knelt down before,

The Queen, then she tapped me and I fell to the floor,  asleep.

Crazier things have happened to me,

I am the Crazymad Writer, you see,

In the meantime, while you are here,

Take care that you don’t get too near,

My title, my award, for being so fine,

After years in the wilderness now is my time!

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Posted by on August 3, 2016 in humor, humour, poems


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Danny Brown

Danny Browne had many noses,

It’s the truth, so many poses.

He forgot to breathe, both in and out,

Now he’s dead, the silly lout.

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Posted by on August 3, 2016 in funny story, humor, humour, poems



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