the breezes taste

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the breezes taste  (  etsat sezeerb eht  )





the breezes taste of custard creams

a walrus in a walnut tree

the taj mahal & laser beams


a christening in kipper ties

& ptarmigans in cardigans

the twisted hips of hypnotise


the turin shroud & london bridge

a minaret of nimbus clouds

the golden fleece, a summer midge


a winter wreath & tartan rugs

the badgers of andromeda

the trail of snails & garden bugs


the stuff of slugs & pickled eggs

the blooming moons of jupiter

a prussian doll & pigeon legs


the passing parps of marching bands

the crackle snap of bubble wrap

the fumbled clasps of phantom hands


a sack of straw, a ski jump nose

the darkened heart of derbyshire

the trojan war & ingrown toes


a bumblebee & ginger paste

a bell is rung, a knelling tongue

says mumble me - the breezes taste

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