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Unconventional

The day was cold but she was not in point of fact she was too hot.
So she stripped off all of her clothes because she chose to I suppose
Her neighbours thought it rather quaint but only one raised a complaint
The vicar did not think she should do her gardening in the nude
But she replied acerbically that if he did not want to see
Then he should look the other way. She did not tell him how to pray
He should not tell her how she must dress. For all his show of piousness
She had seen him gazing lustfully when he was no one could see
Upon young school girls passing by from whom he could not tear his eye. What right has he to condemn me when I display quite openly
All that I have quite naturally with no false show of modesty
I’m not ashamed why should I be.I am the way that God made me
But he conceals his prurience behind an air of innocence
By advocating nudity at least I’m acting honestly.
I have no time for pious frauds who secretly gain their rewards
by using their imagination to enjoy what they would dearly like to do.
I told the vicar to his face I thought he was a black disgrace
He mumbled something in reply but could not look me in the eye.
He knew I had divined his lustfulness. He knew I knew no need to guess.
He thought it best to move away but where he went I cannot say.
We have a lady vicar now who does not try to tell me how
I ought to dress for gardening.content to let me do my own thing.
She says that sometimes she, wishes she could act as naturally.

26-Oct-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Bare Facts.

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The bride was totally undressed
The groom too had thought it best
To be nude on his wedding day.
The bride carried a small bouquet,

The best Man wore a beaming smile.
The bridesmaids too were in the nude.
Nude weddings have a certain style.
A very modern attitude.

The vicar too correctly dressed.
He wore a large pectoral cross.
We were all suitably impressed,
he had permission from his boss.

No need to buy a wedding dress
nor yet to hire a morning suit.
So the wedding cost much less.
Their economies had borne fruit.

They could afford a honeymoon
Though where they chose they would not say.
Bar that it cost a small fortune.
The savings they had made would pay.

The first wedding I have been to
Where nobody was overdressed.
and I have been to quite few.
I rate this as one of the best..

To prudes all nudity is rude
and so they chose to stay away.
Perhaps because they understood
their presence there would spoil the day.

Forgive me for this platitude.
They are entitled to their view.
I have a different attitude.
I was content to be bare too.

I wonder what the prudes conceal
Behind their vaunted piety.
What is it that they daren’t reveal.
Some hidden impropriety?

I do not think that being bare.
Is something that one should not do
I did not find it hard to bear
when everyone was naked too.

Each to his own I must suppose.
Whatever makes you comfortable.
Though usually I do wear clothes.
Sometimes nudity’s suitable.

Wednesday,17 March 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I Thought She Knew

She was my once in a lifetime
Happy ending come true
Oh I guess I should have told her
I thought she knew

She said I took her for granted
That's the last thing I would do
Whoa I'll never understand it
I thought she knew
I thought she knew

I thought she knew
My world revolved around her
My love light burned for her alone
But she couldn't see the flame
Only myself to blame
I should have known
I should have known

A heart full of words left unspoken
Now that we're through
I'd sell my soul to have this silence broken
Oh I thought she knew
I thought she knew

I thought she knew
My world revolved around her
My love light burned for her alone
But she couldn't see the flame
Only myself to blame
I should have known
I should have known

She was my once in a lifetime
Happy ending come true
Whoa I guess I should have told her
But I thought she knew
I thought she knew
I thought she knew
I thought she knew
I thought she knew
I thought she knew

Oooooooo
Oh I thought that she knew
Yeah ooooooo

song performed by by N Sync from No Strings Attached
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First Impressions can be false

The vicar wore a summer frock
when he was preaching to his flock.
His chosen theme intolerance
afforded him the perfect chance.

To openly admit he was
a little different because.
By nature disinclined to fight
the urges which to him felt right.

Confidently masculine.
He did not feel clothes should define
ones sexual identity
and should be viewed more tolerantly.

All deviations from the norm
considered so we might reform
The way we judge our fellow men
It is time to take stock again.

A brawny Scotsman we accept
can wear a kilt we don’t suspect.
that he might be effeminate.
In fact we think that he looks great.

A prime example of a man.
Which only goes to show we can forget
our preconceived ideas.
A man defines the clothes he wears

In days of yore Dandies would dress
in silks and velvet to impress
and would defend with naked steel
the right to dress the way they feel.

I find it hard to understand
why people condemn out of hand
Men who do not seem to care
what you think they ought wear.

A man has every right to dress
in any fashion more nor less.
Women can wear trouser suits
and if they choose to heavy boots.

If your reaction to his clothes
is to suspect he’s one of those
Then you display your ignorance
and complete lack of tolerance.

16-Jan-08

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Rose Across The Sea

For My Good Friend JoAnn McGrath

Not so long ago I was joking
with a young lady across sea.
I told her that I was a vicar,
or at least pretend one.
My name was Dodgy Dave the Vicar.
A little while later
she wrote a poem aptly named,
The Vicar Is Quicker.

Since then she has written
quite a number more.
I tell her a funny story about me.
No sooner do I tell her the story
it appear as a Dodgy Dave Poetry.
In the time I have known her
not once have, I wrote a poem for her,
that rose across the sea.

She thinks of me as her big brother.
I find that as a compliment you see,
as my own real sister
does not want to know me.
Therefore, I have an adopted one
far away from me,
a rose across the sea.

Therefore, Joann
this poem is just for you,
from your friend,
that Dodgy quicker vicar
who rhymes with liquor.
A substance he never touches,
but I will raise my cup of tea
and say again,
this poem is just for you,
my rose across the sea.

poem by David Harris
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Vicar's Coming To Tea

Eh?
What's that you said?
Oh dearie me,
You told me the vicar's coming to tea.
What shall I wear, what shall we eat?
I'll have to go shopping down the village street.
What shall we say to him?
Think on it do!
He's more intellectual
Than me and than you.
Though wait just a moment,
I'm giving some thought
As to why we lament,
Just as if we know nought.
For we are all different.
Thank goodness for that!
Don't let's be diffident,
Or feel we are prats.
All humans have something
To offer you see.
The things we are good at
Will be different to he.
So I'm now looking forward
To taking his hat,
And sitting with vicar enjoying a chat.

poem by Rosi Caswell
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I Thought Id Seen Everything

(r.j. mutt lange/huey lewis)
(track 7 - time 3:58)
Here I am a single guy
Ive seen a lot in this crazy life
There you are, what can I say
I guess you took my breath away
Something in your eyes took me by surprise
cause when I looked at you something you do
Is telling me more than I ever knew, oh baby
I thought Id seen everything, til I saw you
I thought Id seen everything baby I thought I knew
Now here I am alone with you
What am I supposed to do
Should I stay or should I go
Something tells me I should know
Its something in your touch that makes me feel so much
You took me by surprise I realize
And now I cant believe my eyes, oh baby
I thought Id seen everything, til I saw you
I thought Id seen everything, baby I thought I knew
Ive been around the world, seen a lot of girls
In and out of love til I had enough
I thought I had everything, til I had you, oh baby
Baby let your lovin take me all the way
I thought Id seen everything, til I saw you
I thought Id seen everything, baby I thought I knew
I thought Id seen everything, oh baby

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Forget Everything You Thought You Knew

Forget everything you thought you knew.
Forget it all.
Wipe it clean.
An absent mind till the end of time.
No more pain, let it fade.
Today is not yesterday.

Forget everything you thought you knew.
Forget it all.
Memories erased.
Scars healed.
Such a sad face.
Smile and turn it all around.
Such a sweet sound.
The heart racing.

Forget everything you thought you knew.
Forget it all.
Tear down that wall.
Make it crumble.
Make it fall.
Be careful not to stumble.
When all is lost something new can always be found.
Don't be scared for you will not drowned.

Forget everything you thought you knew.
Forget it all.
Start moving forward.
Faster and faster.
Marching upon the sands of time.
Your life defined by your every movement,
your words spoken.
So symbolic.
Meanings behind meanings.
Metaphorically speaking.
This is the way, please enjoy your stay.

Forget everything you thought you knew.
Forget all.
Passing by with a disguise.
A change for the better.
Here my unwritten letter.
Crumbled and flying into the sky.
Don't ask why Just Forget everything you thought you knew.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Harmony restored for M lady Ernestine

The vicar, such a nice old gent.
Sees both sides of the argument.
But there is little he can do.
He will not choose between the two.
Maintains a strict neutrality
and prays for guidance reverently

The Sabbath should pass peacefully,
quite free from all hostility.
But Oh Dear Me it isn’t so
the organist will have to go.
So we regain tranquillity
and hear the choir properly.

The organist will take offence.
But we must act in self defence.
The vicar acts reluctantly
and grants the choirmaster’s plea.
The organist just has to go.
He played far too fortissimo.

05/11/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Unexpected Elegance for M lady Dee Daffodil

Once I met a well known poet.
He was dressed conservatively
I was surprised but did not show it.
He was not as I thought he would be.

Noted for eccentricity.
In his writing, Avant Garde.
I thought he’d dress outrageously
and I found it rather hard

to accept he was so clean and neat
and not all as I had thought.
A country gentleman complete.
Another lesson life has taught.

A plain exterior can conceal
a mind which thinks chaotically
that’s not reluctant to reveal
a hatred of normality.

Which he attacks with savagery
disregarding all the rules.
Stating unconcernedly
Conformings’s for unthinking fools.

I had expected flamboyance
but I was wrong as usual
his understated elegance.
He made appear quite natural

His mode of dress serves to conceal,
but then he states his point of view..
He sees no reason to reveal
himself until he chooses to

A more effective camouflage
which well conceals his anarchy
Which fools most people by and large.
I must confess that he fooled me..

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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No Empty Pews For M 'lady Yvonne

There are no empty pews tonight.
The worshippers are packed in tight,
the vicar’s surplice gleaming white.
Be because we’re on T.V: That’s right.
These pillars of society
put on a show of piety.
A symbol of propriety
Because tonight we’re on T.V.
The congregation usually
consist of only two or three.
Who come each Sunday faithfully.
But this Sunday we’re on T.V
The ultimate hypocrisy
T.V Christianity.

6-Sep-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Perchance to dream for friend thad

I dreamt or maybe dreamt I dreamt.
A lucid dream I could control,
in which I thought I would attempt
to contact my immortal soul.

I moved up to a higher plane.
Which I accomplished easily.
I thought perhaps that I could gain.
Some knowledge relevant to me.

I met myself and face to face
we could converse quite naturally.
Discussed the trials I must face
This seemed quite logical to me.

Was it a dream? I can’t be sure
I only know it seemed to be.
Somehow it served to reassure
me that all is as it ought to be.

Was it a dream or possibly
an altered state of consciousness.
A different reality
It could be either one I guess.

What does it matter anyway.
A dream may have reality
which we perceive a different way.
When viewed imaginatively.

Imagination is the key
which opens portals we can pass
in spirit form so easily
But must return too soon alas.

I dreamt or maybe dreamt I dreamt
a lucid dream I could control.
Perchance I failed in my attempt.
Not ready yet to be made whole.

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I Showed Her

She told me I should straighten up my ways
Or she'd be walkin' out
I guess I was just too blind to see
Or maybe just too proud
So I never thought twice
When she loaded up her things and drove away
'Cause I knew she'd be back someday
I knew she'd be back
Took off my work clothes
And left them right there on the floor
'Cause I knew she'd pick 'em up
When she got home like a hundred times before
And just to make it easier for her
I left the light on on the porch
'Cause I knew she'd be back someday
I knew she'd be back
I guess I showed her
How much she had to lose
Showed her, who was really who
I know she's hurtin' now
Looks like I showed her
I must have seen the movie of the month
A dozen times or more
I watched my favorite team play ball
But I never heard a score
'Cause the whole time I was listening
For the moment when she'd walk through the door
'Cause I knew she'd be back someday
I know she'll be back
I guess I showed her
How much she had to lose
Showed her, who was really who
I know she's hurtin' now
Looks like I showed her
If I could I show her how much she had to lose
I'd show her I've been hurtin' too
If I could hold her now
I'd really show her...

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Misapprehension

A blue eyed blonde but rather dim.
Or so he thought
But she still made a fool of him.
Just for the sport

He thought he would have his way
then leave her flat
but she saw things a different way.
I fancy that

she led him a merry dance.
She knew his game,
right from the start he had no chance.
But all the same

The lesson was long overdue
he had to know.
That he was not entitled to
just take and go.

She had met men like him before
and knew full well
He wanted to add to his score
so he could tell.

His friends about his new conquest.
But she declined
and told him he was just a pest.
Then she consigned

him swiftly to the garbage heap
where he belonged
and she would lose no beauty sleep.
Though he felt wronged.

Philanderers should make a note
to change their ways.
or surely they will miss the boat.
Alone always.

the maiden knew instinctively
she could not trust.
She spotted you immediately.
So go you must.

With your desire unsatisfied.
The lady’s wise
she sees quite clearly that you lied.
To your surprise.

23-Jul-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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After 'To Joanna

In his company Joanna laughed:
Clear she thought that he was daft
When he heard the mountains laughing
In his ravishment of mind.

Now the vicar who'd upbraided him
For carving in the rock
Upon whose meditation
The ravishment occurred,
Instead of laughing loudly
At his loftiness of word,
Smiled and looked astonished
Thinking, 'Jackass of a bird.'

Realising that he'd lost him
The poet came to earth,
Told the vicar in plain language
Of Joanna's certain anguish
As she drew into his side
For fear of something that she heard
But to which could put no word.

Now she's gone back to the city,
I miss her laughter, that's the pity.
That's why 'JOANNA'S ROCK'
Is what he's chiseled,
This jackass of a bird.

I wrote this in October-November 2011 mainly in my bed in Adelaide
after reading Wordsworth's
'To Joanna'. The thought about the jackass (kookaburra) I put into
the mind of the vicar comes from an
experience in which I was camping with a friend. Our tent blew in on us one
night and we couldn't be bothered getting out to re-erect it. Instead my friend
laughed hysterically all night. Next morning I overheard the man in the
nearby caravan muttering that if he'd had an axe he'd have killed that
laughing jackass last night.
My friend was like the poet, I was like Joanna, amused by rapture, and
the guy in the caravan was the vicar.

poem by Douglas Scotney
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Crazy Tradesmen Rhymes No1

I once knew a man in the gardening trade,
Bob Green was his name
He was surly, he was staid;
He thought he knew it all
But between you and me
He couldn't tell a lettuce
From a lilac tree.

Written Autumn 1995

poem by John Carter Brown
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The Greatest Man I Never Knew

The greatest man I never knew
Lived just down the hall
And everyday we said hello
But never touched at all
He was in his paper
I was in my room
How was I to know he thought I hung the moon
The greatest man I never knew
Came home late every night
He never had too much to say
Too much was on his mind
I never really knew him
And now it seems so sad
Everything he gave to us took all he had
Then the days turned into years
And the memories to black and white
He grew cold like an old winter wind
Blowing across my life
The greatest words I never heard
I guess Ill never hear
The man I thought could never die
Sbeen dead almost a year
He was good at business
But there was business left to do
He never said he loved me
Guess he thought I knew

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Misplaced Trust

Symmetrical verse

Misplaced trust
.
I lost my way
Was led astray
By those I thought I could believe
But were not what they seemed to be
Because I was young and naïve
I trusted them too easily
Their confidence was all pretence.
I should have used my common sense.
Gone my own way
Without delay.
But I did not I thought they knew
Which way to go
which wasn’t true.

Saturday,29 October 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Only When I Had You

(song lyrics. maybe this marks the end of my writer's block. i sure do hope so)

i guess this is the end
of everything that we once knew
and now we're moving on
except i'm not moving anywhere
i'm stuck right here to wait for you
to turn around and laugh again
and tell me that you knew

you knew i'd be okay
you knew i had the strength to wake up everyday
especially when i had you
you knew i'd stand up strong
you knew i had the strength to make it on my own
but you never knew..

i guess this is the end
of my dreamless nights and wakeful eyes
my nightmares come right back
and you still walk away
i lay right here and die today
because you. turned. away...

and you thought..
you thought i'd be okay
you thought i had the strength to wake up everyday
but only when i had you
you thought i'd stand up strong
you thought i had the strength to make it on my own
but only if i had you...

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Misplaced Trust symmetrical verse.

Symmetrical verse

Misplaced trust
.
I lost my way
Was led astray
By those I thought I could believe
But were not what they seemed to be
Because I was young and naïve
I trusted them too easily
Their confidence was all pretence.
I should have used my common sense.
Gone my own way
Without delay.
But I did not I thought they knew
Which way to go which wasn’t true.
They lied to me
As liars do.

Saturday,29 October 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Face Up

Ever since Ive seen your face
This life of mine has gone to waste
I was young and you were old
And I always knew you were cold
At the start you had a heart
But in the end you lost your friend
Can you see your own dark face?
Its dieing in a lonely place
Oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
I said, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
As we get old, we lose our place
Reflecting back the worlds disgrace
I feel so low, I feel so humble
Sometimes in life we take a tumble
Dont let anybody tell you that youre no good
Cause you know they would
Dont let anybody tell you what you should do
Cause its not that way and...
Oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
I said, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
We were young and we were pure
And life was just an open door
I said oh, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
You were me and I was you
This world of ours it felt brand new
You took me a little further...
I heard it all before, Ive heard it all before
I cant hear it anymore
Your hair was long, your eyes was blue
Guess what Im gonna do to you
Oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
I said, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
We were young and we were pure
And life was just an open door
I said oh, oh, how I cannot bear the thought...
Oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
I said oh, oh, how I cannot bear the thought of you
We were young and we were pure...

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