Blair Poems - Poems about Blair

BILLIONAIRE BLAIR AND POOR PIPER Ice cold world, late night rain fog, Thought I saw, coming at me, a lone thug. Certainly a sin for a billionaire like me going to meet a friend at late hour, walking off...Read the rest...

We say farewell to Lionel Blair immaculate and debonair who danced around the stage with flair inspired by stars like Fred Astaire. 26.01.22...Read the rest...

CHRISTOPHER, BLAIR AND CLAIRE Young Blair was a shy boy, Somewhat a nerd, He just simply could not make a friend, The nursery school teacher, Who was my mum, Enjoyed her job so, She was never glum. Christopher was the lively...Read the rest...

From Birmingham to Baghdad, Blair sent my son to war to battle in a conflict based on Bush's baseless tales. The bombs fell like the lies from politicians mouths and the sons and daughters of ordinary...Read the rest...

Sometimes it's hard to be a Prime Minister Giving all your love to just one man (George Bush) You'll have bad times, and he'll have good times Doin' things that you don't understand But if you love him,...Read the rest...

Tony Blair, Tony Blair, where have you been? You’ve not been coming to London to visit the Queen But you had seemed so close, meeting weekly when you were PM You with your cheesy fake smile, waiting...Read the rest...

Epitaph – Eulogy BY Linda Blair This man, lying here in state – DEAD – lives. His aged soul - but not his heart – he gives to me – for me - this is such a shame, so on him...Read the rest...

O' lovely maid, in solitaire so fair of cheek and silken hair A wistful look upon her face It matters not that she is late This Sunday morning at the gate she halts as if to hesitate and looks around...Read the rest...

How blessed are the green hills below Upon which doleful eyes are cast And the quiescent river flowing by Contented each day going pass She is barred from being in his company As she belongs to another Yet,...Read the rest...

When you have spent most of your life, Suffering from panic attacks, Agoraphobia, and strife, The last thing you need to happen to you, Is for your glasses to suddenly break in two. Only an hour before you meet...Read the rest...

through being with you i learned i was selfish even when i was selfless it was all about me through you i learned if its easy it probably isnt worth it and sometimes the tough times make the good shine through being...Read the rest...

he loves me... he loves me not! he loves me... he loves me lots poor little daisy missing petals how i miss him and he never seems to know i only i could squeeze him kiss him touch him just find some way to...Read the rest...