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The Knighthood of Tony Blair Martin Cummins	On the Knighthood of Tony Blair Kneel Now bow your head in shame I dub Sir Death shall be thy name Kneel with Bush stoop low you fools ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Knighthood of Tony Blair Martin Cummins	On the Knighthood of Tony Blair Kneel Now bow your head in shame I dub Sir Death shall be thy name Kneel with Bush stoop low you fools ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Douglas Blair Douglas Blair	Write about me? How vain, how pointless. Who really cares. Just footprint in the tide. Swept by those waters. Pulse of life Overbearing. BUT...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Jack Blair, Over There (battle of britain) Wayne Blair	was Ryerson in Toronto physics, cathodes in a rush And the docks of venturesome Halifax for that Britain Battle push, luxury liner did the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Loneliness of One…poem from our Son Jordan Blair Doug Blair	(A contribution from Jordan Blair) One tender leaf upon a branch One perfect flake of snow One grain of sand upon the tide Wherever it may go...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Macbeth Bare Blair L.A. White	Macbeth Bare Blair in the chair had an affair on the backstairs Beware of Macbeth death cookware Downstairs your welfare is bare So beware of Bear...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Old Bob Blair Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	I got so down to it last night, With longin' for what could not be, That nothin' in the world seemed right Or everything was wrong with me. My...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Son Jordan Blair. Poems done well. Doug Blair	(Here is a wonderful ballad of commotion and courage at sea written by my son Jordan Blair) She rides upon the rolling tide Her mastheads gently...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Featuring Scottish Mettle (poem by douglas blair) Wayne Blair	Alexander Peden, outcast It was that Sabbath. Last one inside the Kirk. Preacher Peden shook hands Smiling with that slight hint of courage…...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)

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