{"id":8617,"date":"2021-09-21T12:33:31","date_gmt":"2021-09-21T11:33:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartpoetry.art\/?p=8617"},"modified":"2021-09-21T14:47:42","modified_gmt":"2021-09-21T13:47:42","slug":"northern-scene-and-heard","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2021\/09\/21\/northern-scene-and-heard\/","title":{"rendered":"Northern Scene and Heard"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Phillip and Angela Feed the Pigeons<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The mother and daughter were chatting on the coach<\/p>\n<p>They did not draw breath<\/p>\n<p>I know it was so tedious<\/p>\n<p>At least they got on together<\/p>\n<p>That is good<\/p>\n<p>I went through a traumatic time Stella<\/p>\n<p>Why was their conversation that boring<\/p>\n<p>It was the one on the subject of eyebrows<\/p>\n<p>Eyebrows<\/p>\n<p>Well if you think that was bad the daughter revealed a secret that I did not want to hear<\/p>\n<p>What was that our Alfie<\/p>\n<p>It was that she did not shave her armpits<\/p>\n<p>I do not shave my armpits<\/p>\n<p>I know but you are a beautiful northern lass<\/p>\n<p>A bit brassy but in some lights you rub up well<\/p>\n<p>Then why did it disturb your our Alfie<\/p>\n<p>Because she was so fucking ugly Julie<\/p>\n<p>Did you not see her face<\/p>\n<p>She was fatter than her mother and she were fat<\/p>\n<p>I only saw them from behind as they got off the coach<\/p>\n<p>That is a cruel thing to say Len but I suppose it is true<\/p>\n<p>My point is that only beautiful women should have hairy armpits<\/p>\n<p>It both contradicts and enhances they beauty<\/p>\n<p>A bit like grunge<\/p>\n<p>If I knew what grunge was I think I would agree<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Freddie Truman\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I were in Skipton recently<\/p>\n<p>Was it nice<\/p>\n<p>It were grand<\/p>\n<p>Did you see the statue of our Freddie<\/p>\n<p>Nope<\/p>\n<p>I asked the barmaid on the barge<\/p>\n<p>Lucy<\/p>\n<p>Yes<\/p>\n<p>What did she say<\/p>\n<p>She had never heard of Fred Truman<\/p>\n<p>The most famous cricketer to hail from these parts<\/p>\n<p>That was what she said<\/p>\n<p>Did you see the statue<\/p>\n<p>Yes it were on the other side of canal<\/p>\n<p>Who told you that<\/p>\n<p>Pete<\/p>\n<p>The skipper of the barge<\/p>\n<p>The one whose son ended up in Clitheroe<\/p>\n<p>Yes that&#8217;s him<\/p>\n<p>When I saw hum he were crying<\/p>\n<p>Lucy<\/p>\n<p>Lucy<\/p>\n<p>He said that when you think that she cant go any lower<\/p>\n<p>She does<\/p>\n<p>She is by far the dimmest girl in these parts<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>God<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I found God on Windermere this morning<\/p>\n<p>That was noce for you Albert<\/p>\n<p>Where were eee<\/p>\n<p>Propping up the bar I suppose<\/p>\n<p>Yur will go to ell our Annie<\/p>\n<p>Well how did you find him<\/p>\n<p>On deck<\/p>\n<p>The upper deck<\/p>\n<p>In one<\/p>\n<p>What was he doing<\/p>\n<p>He was not actually there<\/p>\n<p>Then where were he<\/p>\n<p>This might be a bit hard fr you to understand our Lucy<\/p>\n<p>You know I went to college in Halifax<\/p>\n<p>Well I learnt a few things there<\/p>\n<p>You were doing lecctrics and ayei<\/p>\n<p>I know but I learned other fings<\/p>\n<p>Such as do not get all posh on me our Stevie<\/p>\n<p>I learned about God<\/p>\n<p>I saw you about town with the vicars daughter right jealous I was<\/p>\n<p>No it was deeper than that<\/p>\n<p>I learned about metafisics<\/p>\n<p>Meta whot<\/p>\n<p>About the meaning of fings<\/p>\n<p>So how did you found God<\/p>\n<p>Well you know how beautiful it is out on the lake<\/p>\n<p>I do I almost cry<\/p>\n<p>That is because our Roger trys to chuck thee in<\/p>\n<p>No I cry because of the beauty the lingering clouds over the distant hills<\/p>\n<p>Fuckin ell Sofe where did you lean to speek like that<\/p>\n<p>At private skool before Dad topped imself<\/p>\n<p>Well I was marvellin over all the beauty and the subtle dissapation of thee light<\/p>\n<p>When a woman from a coach party sat directly in front of me<\/p>\n<p>So<\/p>\n<p>Well she were not that beautiful a bit pear shaped if i tell the truth<\/p>\n<p>So hoe did you find God<\/p>\n<p>I saw her bum crack as her belt was loose<\/p>\n<p>You normally like bums<\/p>\n<p>I know<\/p>\n<p>You like mee bum a lot<\/p>\n<p>I know<\/p>\n<p>You say it is the most beautiful bum in these parts apart from Rachel Moody<\/p>\n<p>You have a beautiful bum Rach but this ladies bum was not lovely<\/p>\n<p>It were all white and you could see the veins and the swet rash and you must realise that I only saw a fraction of it<\/p>\n<p>So where do God come into it<\/p>\n<p>Well you know that I was going on about beauty the lake and the hills and all that<\/p>\n<p>Yes<\/p>\n<p>Well I fought that because that womans bum was so ugly and the lake so beautiful that somebody must have a sense of humour<\/p>\n<p>A higher being<\/p>\n<p>Exactly<\/p>\n<p>And that is how I found 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