Poetry Corner

[fermentall]

New Poem
A man from Hayling caught a Grayling.

 

[abeyptfc]

He felt his line twitch and his rod went flailing

 

[bobsbeer]

He went ar*e over t*t.

 

[Frogfurlong]

like a fat sack of sh*t

 

[Slate Miner]

In future he'll stick to just sailing.





New.

There was an old brewer from the Cotswolds

 

[Frogfurlong]

who's recipes were decidedly not bold

 

[Slate Miner]

but one day he had a vision

 

[cutnrun]

Beer from chicken was his decision

 

[Frogfurlong]

and it turned out to be pure gold


New one...



A reluctant young brewer from York

 

[Slate Miner]

prefered to cook roast pork

 

[fermentall]

he smoked it with cherry wood,

 

[Frogfurlong]

as only a Tyke could

 

[fermentall]

and ate it with a knife and fork.

 

[Mark1964]

took his mrs to bed for some pork

 

[Frogfurlong]

To those that farm the beasts or crops
To the hunter in his task
I rise to toast each one of you
As I swig from my hip flask
Wine or beer aren’t strong enough
To signify my thanks.
And to the humble fishing folks
On ship, boat or river banks
I’ll sip some more o’ my whiskey
And remember how you fought
So I could dine in luxury
On the bounty you have caught.

Now that the New Year beckons
I’ll take another swig and say
“May the blessings of the season
Bring luck to you each day”


© Greywolf

Fits nicely :thumb:

 

[Frogfurlong]

Oh God! Oh God!
which one do I turn to?
I’ve been praying here for hours…
… with my head stuck down the loo

Baccus joined me earlier,
We drained a lake of wine
I asked for his help now I’m poorly
To which he did decline

I raised a toast to Thor
As I drained the whole mead Tun
But now I try to call to him
I find the bugger’s run

I supped a barrel of beer with Ra
(An ancient Egyptian brew)
but now call him in my hour of need
He’s done a runner too

With Lugh (they call the shining one)
I drank through half the night
But now Im calling out his name
I find he’s taken flight

Oh God! Oh God!
To Which one do I turn?
I really should stop toasting them
When will I ever learn?