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Molly M

Poetry

Remember The Days

Remember the days of the threepunny jubbly And if you had money left it was a penny bubbly Remember the days when coppers were nice And knew all your family it made you think twice Remember the days when mars bars were big And you could go down the shop…
Molly M
10th February 2014
Poetry

Nit Nurse

Sunday night has come around get the bath out the yard Block of green carbolic mum scrubbed real hard Tidemarks off your neck and those spuds out of your ears She that hard we’d all be in tears Out of the bath go sit by your mum Paper on your…
Molly M
7th February 2014
Poetry

PTSD 2

I sat in a dark room and I watched a film It was about a man who just wanted to kill em He’d been in the army they’d taught him to fight And now he’s come out his head is not right He was a soldier who’d gone off to…
Molly M
7th February 2014
Poetry

Life with PTSD

The last five years have been a real strain I’ve put Lyn through it again and again In all that time she didn’t even shout Anybody else would’ve just given me a clout She’s had to smile even when it hurt When she could’ve given me a wide berth She’s…
Molly M
6th February 2014
Poetry

Mersey Docks & Harbour Board

Early in the morning dad’s off to join a queue Standing at the dock gate that’s all he can do Hoping that maybe he’ll get some work for the day God how our mum could do with the pay Hoping he’ll get lucky hoping he’ll get picked Maybe we’ll get…
Molly M
6th February 2014