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My Crazmad Book of Poems
My Crazmad Book of Poems
My Crazmad Book of Poems
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My Crazmad Book of Poems

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So, here we are just you and me and my Crazymad Book of Poems.
Are you ready? Are you really and truly ready to begin reading it?
You are! Okay, then, away with you. Be it on your head, though, if you end up as crazy and mad as I am!
Now, on with the lunacy....
'They are poems, Jim, but not as we know them!'

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 5, 2015
ISBN9781310827587
My Crazmad Book of Poems
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Gerrard Wllson

FREE EBOOKS FOR EVERYONE. **************************************** I am a poor writer; this is quite true, writing stories for each one of you. Tales to intrigue, entertain and mystify. That's me, The Crazymad Writer, and I'll do it until I die. If you were to ask me, why do I bother at all, competing against J K Rowling, Darren Shan and Roald Dahl, I would tell you that I LOVE it, writing my stories each day, and if I ever get famous I would appreciate the pay! Furthermore, my eBooks are FREE FREE FREE. Tales of the Extraordinary, The Witches, Alice in Wonderland Christmas, HARRY, oh she is a Rotter! Mad Mr Viscous, Slug Talk, The Tales of Beetle About, Tales of Childhood, volumes 1 and 2, Horrible Horace, Stories for Boys, The Three Faerie Sisters, Christmas: A Carol Betwixt, The Fog, Aliens Landed in Ballykilduff, Stewed Rhymes, A Beer in a Burger Bar, Wot, Nott, Kakuri and the HU BA HOU (A magical, fantasy adventure series) Furthermore, unlike Dahl, Rowling, Shan, Landy and many more authors, my eBooks are completely and utterly FREE. Se ya. And a whole lot MORE. Visit www.thecrazymadwriter.com And, remember, my eBooks are FREE, FREE, FREE. ****************************************** I'm not mad; mad, mad, mad, I'm not mad, not me! I'm not mad, mad, mad, mad, I'm not mad, hee hee. I'M NOT MAD! We'll...not so much that anyone would notice, would they? ***************************************** I am Laughing Larry, Laughing Larry today, I am laughing Larry, Laughing Larry hey hey, You might think I'm not serious and I might even agree, But I'm still Laughing Larry, Laughing Larry hee hee.

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    My Crazmad Book of Poems - Gerrard Wllson

    Giggle My Boots

    Giggle my boots, gaggle my hat,

    Goggle my shirtsleeves and fraggle that cat.

    I am friggled with laughter, for I know that it’s true,

    That you really do love me and not Johnny Lazoo.

    You see, Johnny Lazoo, a man of some strength,

    Wanted to court you, wanted to bend,

    Your ear with his stories, your eye with his looks,

    But you never gave him as much as one look.

    The day that you said, Yes, I’ll marry you, I will,

    Was the happiest day of my life; it was brill,

    To think that you chose me over Johnny Lazoo,

    Makes me friggle with laughter knowing it’s true.

    Before I head off with my bride and my life,

    I will give you this piece of excellent advice.

    If you are planning to woo your beau, here’s the rub,

    Friggle her with laughter and griggle her with love.

    Conkers Bonkers

    Conkers is a pastime,

    That we remember every year,

    When September comes we search about,

    To find these gems so fair.

    And when we’ve collected bagfuls,

    Enough for you and me,

    We bring them home to sort and grade,

    Into classes one to three.

    The first for use immediately,

    To try our luck at play,

    The second, we treat, cure and bake,

    Into champions, I do say.

    The third we leave for a whole year long,

    Lodged in the chimney flue,

    Until their day of glory comes,

    I’ll enjoy grades one and two.

    Don’t be Like Sheep

    Don’t be like sheep that creep half asleep,

    Each and every day of their lives,

    Believing what is said, drummed into their heads,

    By those in control, selling lies.

    Instead, use your head and question what is said,

    By those who think they can guide,

    You with dreams, consumer items and things,

    To distract you from what is inside,

    Inside of us all, potential so tall,

    The power of the Universe; it’s true,

    So look deep inside and search for the light,

    Of Creation; waiting especially for you.

    Bert’s Shirt

    Bert refused to wear a clean shirt,

    He said his old one would do him okay.

    He wore it and wore it and then wore it some more,

    Until a girl that he liked said he was smelly, for sure

    Donning a new shirt, Bert asked her to go,

    To go out on a date with him and his new shirt,

    Answering sharply, she declined his kind offer,

    Saying it was he who was smelly and not the old shirt.

    The Three Faerie Sisters

    (Inspired by my story The Three Faerie Sisters)

    We three sisters, faeries are we,

    Lisa, Mildred and Greta, you see,

    Magical children, fairytale splendour;

    Adventure for all to see.

    Faeries by nature, faeries by right,

    Enchanting the earth, air and sky,

    Using our powers, making things better,

    In fairytale land, this night.

    We three sisters, faeries

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