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who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

nose pierced like
bullocks at the market?

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade

branded with tattoos
a rainbow coloured heart

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

snorting with intent
like a badger in the fog

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

beastly be thy fate
fodder of ‘be kind’

we must laugh back
at the madness of collective
‘ism & ides
of ‘eology & march
& rock their paddleboat
they come for your jokes
offence is only ever
taken with both hands – oh …

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

stand or leapfrog
over their overtures

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

sod their bollox
& current thing death cults

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the sun rose like a tudor
another daisy begineth
the dandelions roar
you buttercup believe it
we tulip sync along
to the sound of cowslips mooing
as the bluebells knell
& foxgloves trot
so please forget me not
until the evening primrose
& then we all crocus

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i roned shirts rusted
n obody came in droves
s he stopped selling seashells
t he dodos re-emerged
e veryone ate after eights
a round about teatime
d awn broke when the evening fell

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w elly weather then
westerly downfalls

i t’s muddy underfoot as
invaders cross the sea

n ot a bee bumbles
no rose other than

t he hellebore blooms
twilights haunt too soon

e verything is cobwebs
eggs in a casket

i dle as the catkins purr
in between warm fronts

s outh east sunrises
snoring dormice

h urry old codger
home before the puddles freeze

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a cold rice pudding
fresh out the can
stodgy yet lost

& an icicle which since
melted in my hand
from last night’s frost

a sellotape roll
without a found end
so good luck with that then

an unwritten book
with white space within &
no isbn

the latest normie goss
about yours truly
none of which is true

five pence in change
two twos & a one
no receipt – now shoo

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intersecting curves

on a sheet of graph paper

illustrate things well

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