the bonus hour

I found an extra hour of the day

squatting in the shed this morning

- so suddenly I had the luxury

of 25.




Apparently this 1 doesn't count

once the 60 minutes are out

- so you can effectively

do what you like.




I killed an earwig wi' m' left arm

plus set fire to several barns

- then sprayed raw sewage

all over that neighbour's drive.




& then it all went back to before

& yes, I miss my brief time of yore

- but it'll always be a blessing

aye, it's good to be alive










...



mister roget was creationist scum


Well of course the Thesaurus

has been an absolute godsend

of a cheeky - handy

- sumit else tome,

since the time

- period & era

that its fellow dinosaurs roamed.




& hen 1 day

evolved chicken pox

unwell - the others all got spots

& died away,

technically a book

 no, not actually a reptile

- but it still it endures now

to this so very day

...



blame-blame-blame-blame-blame

Poor Oedipus

was blind from birth

pre & post-gouged eyes,

oh why can't these

meddlesome shepherd types

ignore exposed infant's cries

?




He was left there

for top reason 

as sure as Steve is short

 for Stephen

& now a plague

has terwatted Thebes,

plus all that shite

that kicked off with his folks like

- a complete lack of foresight

& a fucking tragedy

...



the month of the 3 easters


As any so-called egghead 

worth their weight

in wheat

will tell you

- September

is a month

of 3 Easters.




The 1st 1's

dead-cert lovely,

the last 1's 

bloody nasty

- & the middle 1

well that could mimic

either.




Yes,

number I it makes us all smile

& number III

is so fucking vile

- & number II

it transmits

by ear.




Oh,

as any knowledgeable fountain

worth their flow

in nouse

will inform you

- there are 17.4 Easters

in every Colander Year

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