Guy Fawkes Poems - Poems about Guy Fawkes

The bonfire's flames crackle, burning some wood. The air's filled with smoke. Fireworks that soar bang and whoosh. It's so good! ...

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November 5, 2022 A good friend told me about the UK festivities. To explain it, in detail, it’s not my proclivity. But so awesome to know, at least, Fawkes was a fighter. As submission to bogus mandates here, and in the UK grows ever tighter! King James, in the 1600’s was taking away more rights of Catholics. Fawkes wanted to...

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Guy Fawkes' Night By the middle of October the piles are growing. English weather fails to dampen childhood enterprise. Gangs traverse the streets in forage To drag, on broken prams, a hoard, A booty of wardrobes, cupboards, easy chairs. Mattresses and piles of junk - Now treasure - with which to build the towering fire, The tough kids claim the bomb...

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On the 5th of November in 1605, When the new religion of Protestantism was taking hold, Political activist Guy Fawkes was arrested and executed, For attempting to detonate Parliament for Catholicism old. We burn the guy on a bonfire every year to commemorate, That he was destroyed and not the centre for political activity, The crux...

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T’will be his death of this he's sure But for this sin there is no cure All John did was to stand on guard Now his family name forever marred. As a child trained in the Protestant faith Too late he had now seen his wraith Converted to Catholicism and fervent too Knowing never more to see morning dew He trembled, weak and...

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november the fifth- layered rolls of liquid fog envelope the bonfire- the party becomes a damp squib...

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