Poems of grit, fun and nonsense. #bookmarkquinn

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  • Pints to Poems

    Pints to Poems is filled with overone-hundred gritty, funnyand often sad poems. Rhymes, Haiku and a unique formof Mancunian poetry seal theflavour of this book being createdin the industrial North, with itsdrink, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll. Manchester is not just a city,it’s a lifestyle! I am so pleased to announce that my best ever

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  • New Poem

    This poem you are about to read and see me perform is not in anyway a true tale!! I usually perform without paper to read, but because it was new I decided to read it at my last poetry Open Mic Night Gig. I hope you enjoy it because, this is the first time and

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  • I Need the Shitter

    By Mark Quinn I’m getting Groovy now!!!

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  • If I Was Good At…?

    By Mark Quinn If I Was Good At…?By Mark Quinn If I was good at…what would it be?If I was good at something,what could it be?Would I be good at climbing a treeor being a sailor stranded at sea?If I was good at…would I be free?If I was good at…would I not see?If I was

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  • I Was Seen…

    By Mark Quinn I Was Seen…By Mark Quinn I was seen today in my underwear,I was seen in my gruds,I was seen today in my knackers,I was seen in my underkrackers,I was seen today in my Y-fronts,I was seen in my knickers,I was seen today in my briefs,I was seen in my pants,I was seen

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  • Ice Cubes and a Tea Pot

    By Mark Quinn Ice Cubes and a TeapotBy Mark Quinn Throughout the world in times gone past,and believe me time does travels fast;we have been at war and seen no peace;just like a sheep that’s lost it’s fleece.There is no heaven, there is no God;except a monkey with a fishing rod!The planet is mad, but

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  • Discombobulated

    By Mark Quinn DiscombobulatedBy Mark Quinn I’m confused, bemused, puzzled and muddled.I’m befuddled, baffled, bewildered and floored.I’m clueless, muddled, bamboozled and stomped.I’m perplexed, thrown, flummoxed and dazed.I’m hazy, woolly, foggy and dim.This bloody rhyme is going in the bin!

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