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Poem: Another Lucky Break

By Giv'er Miramichi | May 26, 2017

This is a poem about my grandfather, George Martin. He was a Merchant Marine during WWII … Before we knew, he was the Vaseline Kid A southpaw, a featherweight, in the Atlantic Fleet Before that, he sold newspapers on the corner Slouched in his chair, his teeth in a shot glass

Poem – DON’T MENTION METERS

By Giv'er Saint John | August 9, 2016

DON’T MENTION METERS The meters are settled. It’s no longer news. We’ve listened to countless hours of views. We’ve settled for less, when we coulda got more. Now, talk about taxis is really a bore. Lets talk about anything other than meters. Let’s talk about summer and crazy eyed skeeters; Or, hot dogs roasting on…

Poem: “Giv’er, Saint John Online!”

By Giv'er Saint John | July 21, 2016

Giv’er, Saint John Online! Have you read the news On Saint John Online? You can read about places where people can dine. Community events, you can find it all there. You can read about things going on in the square. You can buy and sell or make a trade; Purchase a car or lemonade. Advertise…

Poem – The King of the Taxis

By Giv'er Saint John | July 11, 2016

THE KING OF THE TAXIS The King Of The Taxis shouted with pride … “YOU’LL SEE FOR YOURSELF WHEN WE METER YOUR RIDE!” You will SEE that it’s fair. You will NOT take the bus. You will SOON stop the worry and ALL of the fuss. So, spread it on Facebook. Dispel all your fears.…