the things we say

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the things we say ( yas ew sgniht eht )

with buttered toast & tea

but rain by five to sixish

the stormy dark was night

another summer daze

a song before the war

a pebble in your espadrille

a single into town

the library’s still open

& bubblewrap is back

so buy the wife a nightie

yet easter’s late again

it’s just a quid in poundland

i saw him glow this morn

a pheasant & an omen

the rumour mill’s abuzz

with fifty thousand parsnips

it makes the gloom look bigger

so keep the bloody shrapnel

a partridge in a peach tree

she bangs the belgian bongos

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