GEORDIE POETRY by LITTLE HINNIE

Here are some Geordie poems by the North East of England's own Little Hinnie aka Ann Richardson.

LITTLE HINNIE

WELL HELLO PETS HOW DO YOU DO, I HOPE YOUR FEELING FINE

I KNOW YOU’LL LIKE ME BECAUSE I LIKE YOU

THEY CALL ME LITTLE HINNIE OR SOMETIMES LITTLE SWINE

Aa DON’T KNOW WHY SOME FOLKS CAA’LL ME THAT

CAUSE YI’LL MEET NE ONE NICER THAN ME

BUT PETS THA ONLY JEALOUS BRATS,

CAUSE AAM SMART AS YI CAN SEE,

Aa BET IT’S CAUSE A LIKE A DRINK 0F BEER

AND GAN ROOND WITH ME FRIEND MAGGIE MAY

EEH YI NA THE’VE EVEN SAID WE WERE QUEER

A WELL BROUGHT UP LASS LIKE ME A SAY

WELL YI CAN SEE FA YASELLS AAM DECENT AND SMART

WITH ME TURBIN AND CROSSOVER PINNIE

AYE PETS AAM NEITHER QUEER NOR A TART

AAM THE NORTH EAST’S, OWN LITTLE HINNIE.

THE MENOPAUSE

ONCE I WAS HAPPY, CAREFREE AND WILD

ENJOYING MY LIFE LIKE AN OVERGROWN CHILD

UNTIL THE MENOPAUSE TOOK OVER MY LIFE

THEN I BECAME AN UNSTABLE, NAGGING WIFE.

A FLATULENT MOTHER I THEN BECAME

FULL OF LOUD WIND AND ATTRACTING LOOKS OF SHAME.

WALKING LIKE CHARLIE CHAPLIN, TO KEEP THE FLATULENCE IN

WEARING BLOODY LONG KNICKERS, RIGHT DOWN TO MY SHIN.

BLOATING BELLY, SLEEPLESS NIGHTS AND MOOD SWINGS GALORE

OH LORD, I JUST CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE,

BUT MORE WAS TO FOLLOW IT DIDN’T STOP THERE

HOT FLUSHES AND ACHING JOINTS, JOINED THE MENOPAUSAL FAIR,

THE FAMILY DELIBERATLY STAYED OUT OF MY WAY

THEY DIDN’T KNOW HOW I’D REACT FROM DAY TO DAY

INCONTINENT KNICKERS, I NOW HAVE TO BUY

AS MY PEEING IS UNCONTROLLABLE, DON’T ASK ME WHY

THE MENOPAUSE WON’T LEAVE MY BODY, IT WON’T LET IT BE

BUT ALONE I SHALL FIGHT IT, NO MEDICINES FOR ME.

BEAUTIFUL DREAM

WHEN YOU FIRST FALL IN LOVE TIS LIKE A BEAUTIFUL DREAM

AS THOUGH YOU`RE RIDING HIGH ON A MOONBEAM

SADLY FOR SOME OVER THE YEARS, THAT LOVE FADES AND DIES

LONELINESS ACCOMPANIES THE TEARS IN YOUR EYES.

WHAT HAPPENS TO THAT BEAUTIFUL DREAM?

THAT WOULD LAST FOREVER OR SO IT WOULD SEEM

WHEN YOUR SURE YOU`LL LIVE ON LOVE AS THE WORLD GOES BY

NOW IT SEEMS THAT DREAM WAS JUST A BLINK OF THE EYE.

THE YEARS TAKE THEIR TOLL AS THEY COME AND GO

NO TIME FOR EACH OTHER AS THE FAMILY GROW

THOSE HAPPY YEARS, ARE BURDENED WITH STRIFE

NOW YOUR NO LONGER LOVERS, JUST HUSBAND AND WIFE.

YOU BOTH GROW APART KNOWING NOT WHY

THE BEAUTIFUL DREAM HAS STARTED TO DIE

AGE HAS REPLACED THE HANDSOME LOOK YOU BOTH HAD

YOUR ACHING HEARTS ARE WEARY, TIRED AND SAD.

THE FAMILY GROW UP AND GO THEIR OWN WAY

TO EACH OTHER YOU NOW, HAVE NOTHING TO SAY

A LOVE ONCE SO ALIVE IS LAYING DEAD

YOU BOTH KNOW IT`S HAPPENING, BUT NOTHING IS SAID

SUDDENLY ONE OF YOU DIES AND YOU KNOW NOT WHAT TO DO

MISSED OPPORTUNITIES ARE GONE, NOW THERE`S ONLY YOU

TOO LATE NOW TO RIDE HIGH ON A MOONBEAM

OR TO ONCE AGAIN RECAPTURE THAT, BEAUTIFUL DREAM.

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