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easter as a creature ( c r i p e s )
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oh shit, it's easter easter as a creature looming all bunny-eared grim as gloomy reapers chick-beaked it teeters dead mish-mashed its features it eats men - like christmas let's flee from this creature ...
Author: resarfpoetry
i’d like to be a library
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i’d like to be a library ( a d r e a m i n v e r s e )
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i'd like to be a library this is the dream of mine with loads of tomes inside of me in my deweyed insides no trouble mind - oh do shut up respect my rules & terms i'd have many, many books but hopefully no book worms ...
save the …
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save the … ( a v e r s e )
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save the whale & the bee save some face plant more trees save the shit with its rhymes save that nick stitched in time save the coins & the strange scrimp like shrimps 'til it rains save & hope fingers crossed or surely all is lost ...
many, many tickets still available
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many, many tickets still available ( p o e m )
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every night i fall in the story of my life it's a musical on ice the reviews have not been nice all critics are dicks so i care not for their gripes plus my legs look good in tights & show on goes this shite ( called life ) ...
armpits are bottomless
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armpits are bottomless ( a n o b s e r v a t i o n )
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armpits are bottomless
that's your arse-bit
'tween hairy cheeks there lies
yonder dark pit
both are pure poetry
listen - hark it
armpits are bottomless
that's your arse-bit
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blame the uncles
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blame the uncles ( a p o e t v e r s e r y i s m i z a t i o n a l e s s a y )
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honey suckled dusty knuckles
hens are bumbling in huddles
stuff in bundles, shush a mumble
english shit - don't give a fuckle
up a muscle trouble funnels
gemini eyes seeing doubles
ape-scrapes drunk in monkeyed tunnels
personally i
blame the uncles
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dandelion poem
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dandelion poem ( a f u c k i n ‘ p o e m )
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dandelions never roar hunt in packs or nap lest snore dandelions they aint cats but they're lions that's a fact dandelions look their best always as their name suggests dandelions over there & the other - everywhere - ...
nipping out
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nipping out ( ? )
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my shaky knees they face the breeze a sneeze achoos statues say cheese the sky it groans in sun dialled tones as bees bumble in bungalows a jigsaw jigs as shovels dig above my head hand glides a pig oh holy cow, a rose hip bows some mystery is there somehow plus shit it creeps, them oblique speak of normals stuff the cupboard's bleak an elbow sighs as blankets dry pure pantomime aye - slap my thigh a polar bear swallows the mayor as tyre fitters are going spare my shaky knees they face the breeze to yonder shop go knees & me ...
that voice somewhere
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that voice somewhere ( s o m e ? )
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strip naked & then
smear your bod
with plum jam
then wait for those wasps
with their sting
after stang
incessant that hell
you're in sheer
agony
then wonder
oh why
do you listen
to me
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cauliflower ear ache
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cauliflower ear ache ( a n o t h e r ? . . . )
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my achy eared pet cauliflower has sadly died at the not-bad age of eighty nine ( in cauliflower years ) ...
resarf poetry 