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pea estuary

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pea estuary ( yautse aep )

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i thought i heard a curlew
& then the heavens opened

letters in the post
missives from the messrs

soon is cheesy beans
& lemon fool for pudding

off before it’s on
once upon a turnip

so the weather spins
on an antiquated shilling

see the evening primrose
weeping of morn’

she’s crossing ‘neath the junction
but still the cunts turn in

don’t these gobshites know
the highway fucking code?
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a crocus on your pillow
a sweaty yeti drips

the gravy train is late
the bus is on sabbatical

i’ll wait until the hedgehogs
fly like buttered wings

clarinets & catkins
corncrakes & cornflakes

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( author notes )

based on a moan
& some random lines i wrote

pardon my language
but pedestrians have right of way

https://www.gov.uk/government/news/the-highway-code-8-changes-you-need-to-know-from-29-january-2022

most cars ignore this
i’ve nearly been mowed over twice
in the last month
& once was by an interlfora van
( name ’em & shame ’em )

p.s

i’m not the she crossing
& i wasn’t thinking of the lady
in the gov.co.uk photo either
as she’s everyone that’s had a brush
with the reaper recently
or something

p.p.s

the picture’s an old list i found
of a wander in a field
– author unknown –

( ? )

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once more with fooling

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once more with fooling ( gniloof htiw erom ecno )

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bonce upon a planet egg
nought’s a start – the starlings say

when the zen’s a rubber hen
& the flaming sun is grey

giz a kiss, the finches sing
scribble in a squirrel’s drey

languages in sandwiches
posting on the ess in ay

tripping on banana skins
bee the bumble’s bobbing sleigh

blossom snows, a bottom blows
parping parsnips, copses sway

bollocks is a friend of mine
horses moo ‘n’ bullocks neigh

pickled pepper parallax
captain cabbage cabaret

galaxies in cans of peas
spot the flocks of shepherds stray

life is butter pantomime
spread the bread upon this day

normalzzz is a willing host
as the monkish mantis pray

let the jesters pester you
’til the noon ‘n’ run away

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proper gander walrus

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proper gander walrus ( surlaw rednag reporp )

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gutted after narnia

invaded ruritania

      all fawns are scum now

      & aslan is cancelled

cake sales soar

sows fly again

      as the badgers dance

      in antacid rain

right on cuneiform

flags become masks

      – or masks become flags

      ( merging like a slip road )

sloping with the scales

on the serpentine tales

      of the snooze of either sideways

      – true soothsayers

with a rowan nose

smell the dealt of all

      everyone’s forever

      see the pants in pantomimes

ants in a trance

spot the dashing dots

      blue & yellow bots

      them of banging pots

drink from the hose

on the vicar’s front garden

      gargle in reverse

      so a signet sings

be a song beyond

the feature length finale

      cut – that’s a wrap

      darling, you were wonderful

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mmm aaa rrr ccc hhh

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mmm aaa rrr ccc hhh ( hhh ccc rrr aaa mmm )

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mad hares box the air
milking maids mud wrestle bears
magpies magnify

after noon – the moon
adders divide the total
antlers on postcards

rabid regarding
raspberry ripple sunsets
radish shoots rising

cotton clouds bursting
cognition in remission
cows escape from sheds

heading for the hills
hyacinth – et cetera
home in time for tea

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’tis nesting season

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’tis nesting season ( nosaes gnitsen sit’ )

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larks up the stuffed arse
of a scarecrow host

settled in the crack
with straw galore

where the air is warming
up the incubator

snipes take a nap
in a hiker’s knapsack

caw, there’s a jackdaw
on a cooling tower

chaffinches with gathered twigs
on the brass band’s stand

pied wagtails
inside a postbox

widgeons under wigs
of judges in the courthouse

one quack for innocent
two for boil alive

noisy oyster catchers
at it in the attic

ten thousand barn owls
in the garden shed

goshawks & auks
flapping in your head

pigeons in me cuckoo clock
coo & crack anew

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