[guide.chat] Keith and Judith poem is beautiful

From: Keith Wines <muckyduck2@xxxxxxxxx>
To: "guide chat" <guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Date: Thu, 1 Sep 2011 23:59:11 +0100

Hi Carol,I will pass on your complements to Judith ,we do appreciate it if 
people say if they like a joke or poem,or not ,as this helps us know if it is 
worth keeping on sending them all .

But I would like to thankyou for telling us how you liked it .

My regards and best wishes 

Have a nice weekend 

Keith or muckyduck2 

xxx 


-----Original Message-----
From: Carol O'Connor - Email Address: missbossyboots33@xxxxxxxxx
Sent On: 01/09/2011 22:35
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Subject: [guide.chat] To Keith and Judith poem is beautiful

Hi Keith muckyduck 

Oh this poem is so beautiful that Judith sent us I loved it 
sent it to 6 friends of mine 
Loved it Thank you 
Love Carol x.x.x.x.

Seaside. or coastal erosion.

   I used to like the Seaside. I don't go much any    
   more.

   There's been a Subtle change, in what you find, along the shore. 

I'm gazing at the water, And with dread, My toes have curled.

As I think of People eating Fibre all around the World.  

   Here beside the ocean I am staring at the scene, from underneath another 
Coat of Spf 15.

I watch the Tankers pass, They look so sinister
and Black.

This Morning here's the front, and then tonight
    there goes the back.

A Hundred thousand Walkers, with their Marching boots
    and packs,
are tramping round the cliffs admiring one
          another's backs.

The narrow costal path, alas has cracked beneath the load. 
And fallen in the water, So You'll have to take the Road.

   Little local Restaurants are nestled side by side. Mcdonalds, Pizza Hut, A 
burger King, Kentucky Fried.
This is where the Kids enjoy a saturated meal.
And hang around arcades where life is virtually real.

   I used to buy the Seaside rock, and take my Friends a stick.
I used to have a seaside hat, emblazoned "Kiss me quick" 
A Mercury Thermometer with Light Houses and Ships. 
But now I get my Mercury from Plates of Fish and Chips.

   I caught a Fish this Morning! But I threw it back instead, 
Well, it was rather small. And radio active. It was Dead.

   For now along the Waterline, all that can be heard, is the slap of oily 
Water, on a decomposing Bird. 

   Once the Sea was full of Treasure, Little starfishes and crab. 
   Now a days it's full of what you'd hesitate to grab. 

   Mother would enfold us with the Towels and the Talc. And we'd watch how far 
My Dad, could spit the gristle from a Whelk. 

   Once we'd walk along the quay and buy a Herring, or a sole,
Not any more. Our Fishermen are queuing for the Dole. 

   But here comes the Armada, and they offer thanks to God, As they shout, 
"Viva espa ana" and hover up the cod. 

   There's gangs around the Shops, And I'm  afraid I might .be mugged,
There's gangs along the beach, And I'm afraid they might be drugged.
  They're making funny noises now from underneath the Peer.
   I don't know what they're doing. But I've got a good idea.
   I'd like to take a Photograph to show that I was there, 
But my camera's been nicked I left it hanging on the chair.

   So I'm walking to the Station, and I'm getting on the Train
   I used to like the Seaside, but I shan't go there again.
[guide.chat] Keith and Judith poem is beautiful

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