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Odd Odes, Weird Words and Loopy Letters
Odd Odes, Weird Words and Loopy Letters
Odd Odes, Weird Words and Loopy Letters
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Odd Odes, Weird Words and Loopy Letters

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Amiscellany of verse, mostly tumorous, and odds and ends of prose, wind-up letters etc.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherXlibris UK
Release dateNov 16, 2012
ISBN9781479748884
Odd Odes, Weird Words and Loopy Letters
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Joan Crawford

I am married with a son and daughter I have written poetry all of my life, some of it based on incidents that have either amused or perturbed me. All names have been altered for obvious reasons. I no longer work but enjoy many varied handicrafts and hobbies. I love music, literature and art, having studied the latte for some years. I have travelled quite widely.I have many good friends and really enjoy meeting people.

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    Odd Odes, Weird Words and Loopy Letters - Joan Crawford

    ODD ODES,

    WEIRD WORDS AND

    LOOPY LETTERS

    Joan Crawford

    Copyright © 2012 by Joan Crawford.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

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    305363

    CONTENTS

    !.Hoover

    Hoover Once More

    Miss Ab‘ Fab’

    Abandoned

    Accident Prone

    Appliance Of Science

    Cat’astrophe

    Clarky’s Caulies

    Celebrity

    Curtains For Carmen

    Letter From Headmaster

    Diva + Superb

    Fact? Fantasy?

    Fairies 1-5

    Family Funeral

    Fifa

    Alternative World Sporting Venues

    Flu Review

    Employed

    Harvest Festival

    He Who Laughs Last

    Head Over Heels

    Headlines

    Heaven Forbid

    Musical Chairs

    Honourable Order Of Goodly Gentlemen

    How The System Works

    London 2012

    Loneliness

    Made Increwe

    Moonlight

    Mothering Sunday

    Nantwich

    Ode To Noses

    Doves? Peace?

    Pleats Highland Wear

    Poetry In Motion

    Racquets & Rackets

    Crewe & Nantwich

    Rain Forest

    Rustic Rebellion

    Salt City Inns

    Salt Of The Earth

    Short Changed

    Snow Bound With Mercedes

    Full Steam Ahead

    Goodbye Grand Junction

    Sundry Late Valentines

    Thanks For Nothing

    The Ashes

    The Episode On Tarbuck Road

    The Garden At No. Ten

    The Gypsy

    The Posty With The Mosty

    The Woore Hunt Cup

    Think Twice

    Vuvuzelas

    The Reign Of ‘Wackford Squeers’ & Co

    Wandering

    Waste Not, Want Not’

    Weightlessness

    Wendy’s Washday Blues

    Season Of Good Will

    !.HOOVER

    Hi Robert

    We noticed that you are having another stand at the Nantwich Show next Wednesday & we wondered if you could possibly help us out with a favour, please?

    To cut a long story short, last year Howard acquired a new family pet dog; a gorgeous little six week old Rhodesian Ridgeback cross Bull Mastiff puppy. To begin with we called him ‘Timmy’, the previous Christmas we had attended a performance of Dickens’ Christmas Carol & were very taken with ‘Tiny Tim,’ but now that our pet’s dimensions have increased tenfold with an appetite to match, we have changed his name to Hoover; he is about the size of a Shetland pony.

    Hoover doesn’t take kindly to being left alone in the house for lengthy periods, he becomes fretful &has, on several occasions, digested furniture, curtains & floor-coverings. Anyway, we have decided it would be kinder to bring Hoover to the show; the exercise will be very beneficial for him & provided his restraints are adequate he shouldn’t present any danger to the public.

    We are fully aware that Hoover will not be allowed in the International Cheese tent or any of the food outlets and it would be foolish to take him among the vegetable displays and WI flower arrangements so we rather hoped that you would agree to accommodate Hoover, perhaps by attaching him to one of your larger car exhibits while we have a wander around the show ground. We will of course provide an adequate amount of food for his din dins, a shovel & a Sainsbury’s bag in case of any minor mishaps. A Sainsbury’s bag does add a touch of class I always think.

    Au revoir then Robert, see you Wednesday

    J, H & Hooverxx

    HOOVER ONCE MORE

    Dear R……

    It’s as well Health & Safety regulations prevented you from minding Hoover for us at last Wednesday’s show. I suppose you couldn’t have avoided hearing the news of his escape? Please ignore all this week’s local press hype; I will now explain what actually happened.

    We managed to borrow a horse-box to accommodate Hoover and a very kind steward directed us to a quiet part of the showground, close to the sheep enclosure. There should have been some sheep-dog trials later on that afternoon.

    Anyway, we left Hoover asleep and went for a look round at the cattle pens; didn’t like the Limousin and Simmental breeds very much but the Holstein Friesians were in tip-top condition. We made our way past one of the show jumping arenas and entered the cheese marquee. No sooner had we tasted a sample of Double Gloucester with chives and some fantastic Stilton with apricots when we heard an almighty hullabaloo outside.

    Someone was yelling something about a wild animal in the food marquee; apparently, it was wolfing down exhibits on the Preston Pork Pie stand. No sign of it when we walked in there a few minutes later though everywhere did looked like the aftermath of a hurricane. The commotion had now spread to the arena where the ladies side-saddle event was about to be judged. Horses mounted by ladies wearing long frocks and top hats were leaping about in all directions and, to our profound horror, bounding amongst them, furiously wagging his tail & barking, was Hoover

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