Geoffrey

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My stories

Obtaining a passport

On Obtaining a Passport After queuing for 20 minutes I spoke to a man behind the post office counter So you want to travel to foreign lands? Then you need a passport in your hands

Shopping

Shopping Buy a pint of milk and a loaf of bread That is what my lady said So I’m off to the shops without delay Her every order I must obey The shop keeps the milk in metal racks

Winifred

Winifred I have a cat called Winnie She jumps up on my lap She’s friendly and she purrs a lot She is a happy cat She has a little cat flap And can stay out all the night

How to become a famous poet

How to become a famous poet I spend lots of spare time writing Mostly doggerel or worse Friends sometimes try to flatter me And call it poetry or verse But the public doesn’t know me

Plain speaking

Plain speaking This here’s a poem what I wrote In my English class at school Teacher made me read it out I din’t ‘arf feel a fool It’s sort of a bit like essays

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