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this desk aint a desk by ssh, you’ll wake the others …
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things need to be done but all that can wait this desk aint a desk until i'm awake this desk is a bed blank a4 sheets - sheets so i rest my head & catch up on sleep ...
Author: resarfpoetry
i could have been a candlemaker …
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i could have been a candlemaker … by ethelred the unsteady
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oh i could have been a candlemaker & worked with wicks 'n' wax then sold 'em off in my candle shop but the gods they sent me on another path ~ i could have been a candlemaker thence brushed shoulders with the greats all would know me mister artistry mister blow me once a year on birthday cakes ...
balance sing time
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balance sing time by offa’s dichotomy
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soon the clocks they go back yes it won't be long & when they do i'll sing the clocks they go back song then when they go forward as them evenings re-emerge i'll sing the same song again but with the words then in reverse ...
flying-low song
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flying-low song by manfred von richthofen
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sometimes when i say ' hello ' i'm accidentally flying-low i am not a pervert - no my dodgy zip might be one though when i realise - up it goes & then red-face i leg it home then cry & wonder all alone do zips have filthy minds of their own ? ...
of lower power
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of lower power
( dedicated to anyone else who’s a bit bunged up with a cold too )
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wake me up most things gleam thataways sundays creep in the vapour trails of saturdays walls hit heads white noise & fresh air please wake me up muse recharge these batteries ...
tea ( & nothing else )
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tea ( & nothing else ) by egbert brew-haha
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yes there's always time for tea in mugs we sup delightfully all else it will desert us loved ones run off join the circus friends vanish like magic ghosts & faculties we all lose those down life's swanny - toodle-oo bollocks to it fancy a brew ? ...
borders they bring order
borders they bring order by professor plum in the library with the candelabra
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borders they bring order
'til they border on disorder
& then cross that border
shades of mental-esque marauder
relax - smoke a daughter
sprinkle hopes with holy water
& then go out & get slaughtered
fucking monkey bollocks
borders
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lonesome like a lighthouse keeper
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lonesome like a lighthouse keeper by augustus carmichael
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lonesome like a lighthouse keeper in landlocked derbyshire there's a storm hitting the shore but it's no concern around here the sea is somewhere that a-way with rocks that wreck men dead there's mighty waves there's certain graves so i'm lonesome but i'm safer here instead ...
( do you love a proper wobble ? )
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( do you love a proper wobble ? ) by great uncle bulgaria, sw19
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do you love a proper wobble? not the jelly on yon plate or the panting sumo wrestler in a hurry - running late no as in the teeter totters peppered with swaying mistakes oh so many wonky pockets well you've come to the right place ...
off & on job
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off & on job by melvyn maybe
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in my mind well there's this poem palpitations throbbing glowing intermittent sometimes showing random there's no way of knowing ~ mentals beckons is it snowing? cobwebs encroach grandma's sewing tax inspectors ill winds blowing off & on job coming going ...
