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Cherry Stones for Kate

Tinker, Windsor castle,
Tailor, Savile Row,
Soldier, head of regiment,
Sailor, Heave-ho.
Rich man - very rich man,
Poor man - more's the pity.
Beggar man, beggars belief,
which of you will be the thief?

Tinker Tailor Soldier Sailor
Every marriage is a failure
yet marriage is a common fate.
These are cherry stones for Kate.

Poemcatcher Royal Wedding book, poem collected at StAnza in St Andrews

poem by Sally Evans
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0016 Amphibrach

A tinker, a tailor, a soldier, a sailor...
‘A one and a two and a three and a four, guys…’

The amphibrach sings one of poetry’s basics;
a metrical foot – though a difficult one; it
is named from the Greek, meaning short at
both ends – that is, short, long, short, short, long short;
a poet can use it like this for a few lines, or longer;
however, it always seems trying to be something
else – like, some poor donkey who’s lame in one hind-leg;
it’s happier changing to dactyl or ana-
pest – see what I mean, now?

poem by Michael Shepherd
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You Better Be Doubtful

Tinker, you better place another bet
The rich up in the castle haven't finished eating yet
They'll throw you a bone or a spat-out stone
But knowing them that's all you'll get
Tailor, you better close another shop
No-one wants your quality, make do with what you've got
They'll let you survive
The'll let you get by
But knowing them, they'll let you rot
You better be doubtful
You better beware
You better not shout now
You better not care
Tinker, you better buy another boot
Those "Pocock Continental" are finally showing through
We'll get you a pair
From a second-hand fair
They'll only have 'a two'
Sailor, you better sink a few more ships
Admiral loony Nelson cannot find his game of risk
We'll lose a few lives
A couple of tribes
But knowing him he'll like his lips
You better be doubtful
You better beware
You better not shout now
You better not care
From Queen Wilkinds to Queen Victoria
We've had a promising side
From King Callaghan to Bonny Prince Francis
We've paid up and we've cried
Princess Gower and Princess Ferguson
We've looked a hard nut to crack
But we're weak at the.........Back!

song performed by by Housemartins
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Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy

Gary Oldman, Colin Firth, Tom Hardy, Mark Strong, Benedict Cumberbatch, Stephen Graham, Laura Carmichael, Simon McBurney, Amanda Fairbank-Hynes

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Gary Oldman, Colin Firth, Tom Hardy, Mark Strong, Benedict Cumberbatch, Stephen Graham, Laura Carmichael, Simon McBurney, Amanda Fairbank-Hynes

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Mother’s Cry of Late

Where for art thou, soldier?
Out East? West? –
And when? –
What part your rabid history?
And why? –
What wrought your destiny? –
For whom
You’d wreak your enmity –
I crave your fate to pen!

What comprehension of the
Order? –
‘Listen up! you men!
Raze to ground the taken land!
See they die and e’er you’ll stand, for
Death is but a grain of sand –
The mighty triumph, medal grand!

Now go you well!
Amen! ’

What sight upon the bloody lie
Of war? – your doubtful fate.

‘Where for art thou, soldier? ’ –
Your mother’s cry of late.

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soldier soldier soldier soldier soldier soldier

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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I Do Not Want To Be Soldier

Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die
Well, I dont wanna be a sailor mama, I dont wanna fly
Well, I dont wanna be a failure mama, I dont wanna cry
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
Well, I dont wanna be a rich man mama, I dont wanna cry
Well, I dont wanna be a poor man mama, I dont wanna fly
Well, I dont wanna be a lawyer mama, I dont wanna lie
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, hey!
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die
Well, I dont wanna be a thief now mama, I dont wanna fly
Well, I dont wanna be a churchman mama, I dont wanna cry
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, hey!
Oh well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die
Well, I dont wanna be a sailor mama, I dont wanna fly
Well, I dont wanna be a failure mama, I dont wanna cry
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

song performed by by Lennon John
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I Dont Wanna Be A Soldier, Mama, I Dont Wanna Die

Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama,
I dont wanna die.
Well, I dont wanna be a sailor, mama,
I dont wanna fly.
Well, I dont wanna be a failure, mama,
I dont wanna cry.
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama,
I dont wanna die.
Oh no, oh no.
Oh no, oh no.
Well, I dont wanna be a rich man, mama,
I dont wanna cry.
Well, I dont wanna be a poor man, mama,
I dont wanna fly.
Well, I dont wanna be a lawyer, mama,
I dont wanna lie.
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama,
I dont wanna die.
Oh no, oh no.
Oh no, oh no.
Hey!
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama,
I dont wanna die.
Well, I dont wanna be a thief now, mama,
I dont wanna fly.
Well, I dont wanna be a churchman, mama,
I dont wanna cry.
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama,
I dont wanna die.
Oh no, oh no.
Oh no, oh no.
Oh no, oh no.
Hey!
Oh well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama,
I dont wanna die.
Well, I dont wanna be a sailor, mama,
I dont wanna fly.
Well, I dont wanna be a failure, mama,
I dont wanna cry.
Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama,
I dont wanna die.
Oh no, oh no.
Oh no, oh no.
Oh no.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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I Dont Want To Be A Soldier

song performed by by Lennon John
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Soldier An' Sailor Too

As I was spittin' into the Ditch aboard o' the ~Crocodile~,
I seed a man on a man-o'-war got up in the Reg'lars' style.
'E was scrapin' the paint from off of 'er plates,
an' I sez to 'im, ''Oo are you?'
Sez 'e, 'I'm a Jolly -- 'Er Majesty's Jolly -- soldier an' sailor too!'
Now 'is work begins by Gawd knows when, and 'is work is never through;
'E isn't one o' the reg'lar Line, nor 'e isn't one of the crew.
'E's a kind of a giddy harumfrodite -- soldier an' sailor too!

An' after I met 'im all over the world, a-doin' all kinds of things,
Like landin' 'isself with a Gatlin' gun to talk to them 'eathen kings;
'E sleeps in an 'ammick instead of a cot,
an' 'e drills with the deck on a slew,
An' 'e sweats like a Jolly -- 'Er Majesty's Jolly -- soldier an' sailor too!
For there isn't a job on the top o' the earth the beggar don't know, nor do --
You can leave 'im at night on a bald man's 'ead, to paddle 'is own canoe --
'E's a sort of a bloomin' cosmopolouse -- soldier an' sailor too.

We've fought 'em in trooper, we've fought 'em in dock,
and drunk with 'em in betweens,
When they called us the seasick scull'ry-maids,
an' we called 'em the Ass Marines;
But, when we was down for a double fatigue, from Woolwich to Bernardmyo,
We sent for the Jollies -- 'Er Majesty's Jollies -- soldier an' sailor too!
They think for 'emselves, an' they steal for 'emselves,
and they never ask what's to do,
But they're camped an' fed an' they're up an' fed before our bugle's blew.
Ho! they ain't no limpin' procrastitutes -- soldier an' sailor too.

You may say we are fond of an 'arness-cut, or 'ootin' in barrick-yards,
Or startin' a Board School mutiny along o' the Onion Guards;
But once in a while we can finish in style for the ends of the earth to view,
The same as the Jollies -- 'Er Majesty's Jollies -- soldier an' sailor too!
They come of our lot, they was brothers to us;
they was beggars we'd met an' knew;
Yes, barrin' an inch in the chest an' the arm, they was doubles o' me an' you;
For they weren't no special chrysanthemums -- soldier an' sailor too!

To take your chance in the thick of a rush, with firing all about,
Is nothing so bad when you've cover to 'and, an' leave an' likin' to shout;
But to stand an' be still to the ~Birken'ead~ drill
is a damn tough bullet to chew,
An' they done it, the Jollies -- 'Er Majesty's Jollies --
soldier an' sailor too!
Their work was done when it 'adn't begun; they was younger nor me an' you;
Their choice it was plain between drownin' in 'eaps
an' bein' mopped by the screw,
So they stood an' was still to the ~Birken'ead~ drill, soldier an' sailor too!

We're most of us liars, we're 'arf of us thieves,
an' the rest are as rank as can be,
But once in a while we can finish in style
(which I 'ope it won't 'appen to me).
But it makes you think better o' you an' your friends,
an' the work you may 'ave to do,
When you think o' the sinkin' ~Victorier~'s Jollies -- soldier an' sailor too!
Now there isn't no room for to say ye don't know --
they 'ave proved it plain and true --
That whether it's Widow, or whether it's ship, Victorier's work is to do,
An' they done it, the Jollies -- 'Er Majesty's Jollies --
soldier an' sailor too!

poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Soldier's Ghost

I bled for you - would you for me?

I blessed a skin in blazing fuel
Then took a bullet in a duel of
‘He or I to Die.'

I often question ‘Why? '
Do you?

My country was my life to give -
Would you for country cease to live?
Sinking in a mire of death,
You have no choice -
So while you're still alive,
Rejoice!

I cried in failure - did you care?
And as I waned, were you aware of
What I did -?
Fighting for my country while you hid
Behind your comfort back at home?

Still relaxed?
My wife and child are fading at the tomb.

Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier soldier
Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier
Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier
Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier soldier soldier war
Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier
war war war war war war war war war war war war
war war war war war war war war war war war war
war war war war war war war war war war war war

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Fairy Fellers Master-stroke

Hes a fairy feller
The fairy folk have gathered round the new moon shine
To see the feller crack a nut at nights noon time
To swing his ace he swears, as it climbs he dares
To deliver...
The master-stroke
Ploughman, waggoner will, and types
Politician with senatorial pope - hes a dilly-dally-o
Pedagogue squinting, wears a frown
And a satyr peers under ladys gown, dirty fellow
What a dirty laddio
Tatterdemalion and a junketer
Theres a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter - hes my hero
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow can we see the master-stroke
What a quaere fellow
Soldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboy
Waiting to hear the sound
And the arch-magician presides
He is the leader
Oberon and titania watched by a harridan
Mab is the queen and theres a good apothecary-man
Come to say hello
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow
What a quaere fellow
The ostler stares with hands on his knees
Come on mr. feller, crack it open if you please

song performed by by Queen
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A Poem Of Empathy

my shoes are shiny
black
leather and expensive
i look rich and i speak
like a true gentleman

last night i went of the house
without my
Man Friday
and i wore a mask of the
beggar
and i erased my first name

i am Tonio
the mendicant

and i sit upon a corner
with a can on my hand
begging for
mercy

and you pass by
and you never recognize me
and you spit on me

and then i wrote a poem
about the matter
and you say it is the best poem
i have written
and that you pity the beggar
and that you like to do
something about all the beggars
in this world
make a foundation
fund a cause

and i stop reading the poem
and then
i begin to ask
'who are you? '

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sailor

(r. stewart / r. wood)
You aint gonna get me honey no way
Tearing down the highway in the pouring rain
Escaping from my wedding day
I heard the bells ringing in the local church
The ceremonys nearly under way
Telegrams came and the cheap champagne
Was driving everybody out of their brains
But I convinced my best friends I lost my nerve
And I pleaded I was being framed
sailor show me which way to go
I screamed out loud
sailor show me which way to go
Such a deadly silence
Due to my defiance
The wedding ground to a halt
Said I changed my mind
Aint no use in your trying
So her brother punched me in the throat
Her mother got hysterical
The bitch was cynical
Fathers in the corner drunk
Picking myself off the floor
I ran to the door
Damned if I was skippin on my way
sailor show me which way to go
You should have heard the noise
Said sailor show me which way to go
So keep clean girlie
Find a man thats truly
Gonna love you from dusk till dawn
Keep your front door key
Dont give him up for me
cause tomorrow I may be gone
You see, your wouldbe keepers
( ) all night creepin
Nobody gonna change in there
Who thinks a marriage life should be like a dogs life
So lets renew it when the year runs out
Sailor show me which way to go
Sailor show me which way to go
She had a belly full of lust but she had no bust

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Shallow Grave

When I fall in endless sleep
I hope that I'll be buried deep
Let me be the one that fortune favours
Even good children got shallow graves
Throw another clown to the lions
Throw another Joan on the blaze
Cast me away on the cruel calm ocean
and leave me for days and days and days and days and days
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
I won't lie, I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
Bless the poor 'cos like the rich
They all end up in a ditch
In this world of fools and knaves
Even good children got shallow graves
The tinker, the tailor, the fabulous five
Nobody gets out of this alive
Chorus
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down, dig me down, dig me down deep
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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What You Find

There is discipline in A Soldier
you can see it when he walks,
There is honor in A Soldier
you hear it when he talks.
There is courage in A Soldier
you can see it in his eyes,
There is loyalty in A Soldier
that he will not compromise.
There is something in A Soldier
that makes him stand apart,
There is strength in A Soldier
that beats from his heart.
A Soldier isn't a title any man
can be hired to do,
A Soldier is the soul of that man
buried deep inside of you.
A Soldier's job isn't finished after
an 8 hour day or a 40 hour week,
A Soldier is always A Soldier
even while he sleeps.
A Soldier serves his country first
and his life is left behind,
A Soldier has to sacrifice what
comes first in a civilian's mind.
If you are civilian -
I am saying this to you.....
next time you see A Soldier
remember what they do.
A Soldier is the reason our land
is 'Home of the free',
A Soldier is the one that is brave
protecting you and me.
If you are A Soldier -
I am saying this to you.....
Thank God for EVERY SOLDIER
Thank God for what YOU do!

TY bohls

poem by Ty. Bohls
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In A Soldier...You Will Find...

In a soldier...
Loyalty and strength you see.
In a soldier...
Discipline, bravery.
In a soldier...
A world that is free.
In a soldier..
Sacrifice, so the world can be free.
In a soldier...
No compromise.
In a soldier...
Courage in his eyes.
In a soldier...
A special bond.
In a soldier...
Iraq, Viet-Nam.
In a soldier...
Sad, drooped eyes.
In a soldier...
Pain, when a buddy dies.
In a soldier...
Terrible places.
In a soldier...
Tough, grim faces.
In a soldier...
Stories untold.
In a soldier...
Action makes him old.
In a soldier...
Dark, frightening nights.
In a soldier...
Missing his lovely wife.
In a soldier...
Memories of a decent life.
In a soldier...
Scars deep in the mind.
In a soldier...
An exploding mine.
In a soldier...
The thrill of leaving war.
In a soldier...
No more pains anymore.
In a soldier...
No more tears.
In a soldier...
Leaving war, after a long, trying year.

poem by Philip Lore
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An Impetuous Resolve

When little Dickie Swope's a man,
He's go' to be a Sailor;
An' little Hamey Tincher, he's
A-go' to be a Tailor:
Bud Mitchell, he's a-go' to be
A stylish Carriage-Maker;
An' when _I_ grow a grea'-big man,
I'm go' to be a Baker!

An' Dick'll buy his sailor-suit
O' Hame; and Hame'll take it
An' buy as fine a double-rigg
As ever Bud can make it:
An' nen all three'll drive roun' fer me
An' we'll drive off togevver,
A-slingin' pie-crust 'long the road
Ferever an' ferever!

poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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A Soldier- Dedicated to Nicholas Shelton

There is discipline in A Soldier you can see it when he walks,
There is honor in A Soldier you hear it when he talks.
There is courage in A Soldier you can see it in his eyes,
There is loyalty in A Soldier that he will not compromise.
There is something in A Soldier that makes him stand apart,
There is strength in A Soldier that beats from his heart.
A Soldier isn't a title any man can be hired to do,
A Soldier is the soul of that man buried deep inside of you.
A Soldier's job isn't finished after an 8 hour day or a 40 hour week,
A Soldier is always A Soldier even while he sleeps.
A Soldier serves his country first and his life is left behind,
A Soldier has to sacrifice what comes first in a civilian's mind.
If you are civilian - I am saying this to you..... next time you see A Soldier remember what they do.
A Soldier is the reason our land is 'Home of the free',
A Soldier is the one that is brave protecting you and me.
If you are A Soldier - I am saying this to you.....
Thank God for EVERY SOLDIER Thank God for what YOU do!

I thought about you Mr. Shelton, I figured this is the least I could do to thank you my friend.

poem by Caleb Jones
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Shallow Graves

When I fall in endless sleep
I hope that Ill be buried deep
Let me be the one that fortune favours
Even good children got shallow graves
Throw another clown to the lions
Throw another joan on the blaze
Cast me away on the cruel calm ocean
And leave me for days and days and days and days and days
I wont lie in this poor shallow grave
I wont lie, I wont lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I wont lie in this poor shallow grave
Bless the poor cos like the rich
They all end up in a ditch
In this world of fools and knaves
Even good children got shallow graves
The tinker, the tailor, the fabulous five
Nobody gets out of this alive
Chorus
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I wont lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I wont lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down, dig me down, dig me down deep
I wont lie in this poor shallow grave

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Florrie

Because I was a wonton wild
And welcomed many a lover,
Who is the father of my child
I wish I could discover.
For though I know it is not right
In tender arms to tarry,
A barmaid has to be polite
To Tom and Dick and Harry.

My truest love was Poacher Jim:
I wish my babe was his'n.
Yet I can't father it on him
Because he was in prison.
As uniforms I like, I had
A soldier and a sailor;
Then there was Pete the painter lad,
And Timothy the tailor.

Though virtue hurt you vice ain't nice;
They say to err is human;
Alas! one pays a bitter price,
It's hell to be a woman.
Oh dear! Why was I born a lass
Who hated to say: No, sir.
I'd better in my sorry pass
Blame Mister Simms, the grocer.

poem by Robert William Service
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0016 Amphibrach

You Better Be Doubtful

Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy

Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy [trailer 2]

Mother’s Cry of Late

I Do Not Want To Be Soldier

I Dont Wanna Be A Soldier, Mama, I Dont Wanna Die

I Dont Want To Be A Soldier

Soldier An' Sailor Too

Soldier's Ghost

The Fairy Fellers Master-stroke

A Poem Of Empathy

Sailor

Shallow Grave

What You Find

In A Soldier...You Will Find...

An Impetuous Resolve

A Soldier- Dedicated to Nicholas Shelton

Shallow Graves

Florrie

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