jam season

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jam season ( a poem for another muddled monday etc. )


blast the bastard brass bandstand & soap bubbble those pops

clap the drastic crass handstand & coach bustle those stops

bite your phantom foe toenails

& knight your holy grail

blast the bastard brass bandstand & soap bubbble those pops


crack the wicked slick whiplash & wire cable those cars

smack the liquid bitch slapdash & fire fable those stars

croak your duffel cloak coattails

& roam your toady dales

crack the wicked slick whiplash & wire cable those cars


bat the freakish front backhand & sod-muddle those socks

smash the sheepish stunt crash land & flux-fuddle those flocks

spew your fishy gross net sales

& clue your vacuumed veils

bat the freakish front backhand & sod-muddle those socks


jam the berried fruit mishmash & hot ladle those jars

smack the smelly boot backlash & cat cradle those scars

duck your frozen pea dovetails

& pluck your ropy scales

jam the berried fruit mishmash & hot ladle those jars

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applegeddon

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applegeddon ( a poem about apples, can you read … ? )




the orchards nod in sort of bobs as absent doctors crumble pie

the rain aloft is pips & sobs as maggots scrump the cider eyes

the carts they dart with sunken hearts

& toffee tears for what draws near

we'll beat the wasp at any cost for harvest tide & cyanide

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doomsday frocks

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doomsday frocks ( a true sprawl )




the mutant shrew has spewed the floss

as fuzzy frogs they feud the dross

so cabbage brains

they lavish drains

in doomsday frocks then newt the moss


the student gnu has stewed the cross

as dummy dogs they smooth the pox

so jangled cranes

they scan the lanes

for salty clocks to boot the toss


the foolish shoe has glued the gloss

as honey hogs they boo the fox

so sandy grains

they pansy stains

& poppy cocks the nuisance socks

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annual checkup

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annual checkup ( because i once saw a jigsaw jig & other reasons too )



the ears are piers - the eyes are shores

the mind is threads & minotaurs

the elbows glow if sneezes glow

when daydreams scream - the anus snores


the hands are bands - the toes are bells

the feet are beats & yoking spells

the furrowed brow is highland cow

when breezes growl - the armpits yell


the knees are cheese - the chin is warm

the spine is swine & unicorns

the noses grow - all six, you know

when autumn falls & fungi spore


the soul is vole - the brain is cells

the neck is heck yet ankles smell

of roman roads & barley mows

the heart is still a wishing well

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