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Frozen In Anonymity 08/12/04 Frozen in anonymity The sword still in his hand His horse still lays beside him Who was this once brave man Did he fight many battles Did he travel many lands How many people did he slay When did he die this once brave man Was he even brave at all Did he die as he ran away How will history remember him Does anyone care anyway Will anyone remember me In a hundred years or so Or will I be frozen in anonymity Dead with my horse under the snow

Fires On The Mountain 09/14/04 They lit fires on the mountain They thought it would be fun To set fire to the mountain Then run, run and run The birds upon that mountain Didn't see it as a lark As they tried to save their babies In the fire and the dark Nor did the snakes and lizards And the baby rabbits Who like to play Their dead and roasted bodies Can be seen up there today The once green and yellow mountain Is now dead and filled with ash And the wildlife may never recover Because some fool lit a match

If Pigs Could Fly 10/21/04 A man once said "If pigs could fly The price of bacon Would go sky high" I have know idea If this is true But I bet the price Of umbrella's Would go up too Now if cow's could fly That would be a sight You can bet the worry About pigeon droppings Would go over night. And if an elephant could fly Oh what a balloon Just think of the cages They'd need at the zoo Now if humans could fly "I know what I'd do" But the rest of this poem I'll leave up to you.

Granddad 12/04/04 I got some news the other day That nearly blew my socks away It's going to change my life a lot It kind of put me on the spot My son and his future wife came in And on his face a great big grin They both looked across at me and my wife And then uttered the words That are going to change my life "Your going to be a Granddad And Mam you'll be a granny" Well I nearly choked on my cup of tea Then I got right up and danced with glee We kissed them both Then gave them a hug Then all danced around on the living room rug We are now the happiest couple That could ever, ever be Soon we'll have a grandchild Then maybe two or three

Who's Counting 02/04/05 Who's counting the dead Iraqis They are counting bit's and yanks They are counting bullets and warheads They are even counting the tanks But Who's counting the dead Iraqis Are they even worried at all It seems as long as bush gets his election They can stand them all against the wall So Who's counting the dead Iraqis I guess it's the brothers, sisters, Mothers, fathers, daughters and sons They are counting the dead Iraqis But they seem to be the only ones.