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fukk thuh gram err puh-lease

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fukk thuh gram err puh-lease ( esael-hup rre marg huht kkuf )

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groaw yaw oan pohimz

doan’t lett thuh buggerz hoo

stampp inn littull bootz

puh-leasing thuh innturnett

telll yew wot 2 right

& gram err izz impawtunt

pluss ampersandz r rong

& cappihtull letturz mattuh

koz thair gobbshitez

& tossurrz

minnyunzz ov thuh daaknuss

botz wiv nuhthing insighed

doo yaw oan shitt

& bee anne indie-viddyewull

– peas

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regeneration song

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regeneration song ( gnos noitareneger )

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catching the drift
of a wood on the water

scratching a nap
with a pen & a pad

hatching a plan
like a flan for all seasons

jangles of quiche
in liue of a key

kettle in tune
with the fork on the road

lifting the cee
off the ode in the code

gathering shoots
in the bucket of fuck-it

wandering on
with the song from beyond

barking the bright
in a lily white nightie

blooming a soon
’til the gnomes come home

under the moon
in the kingdom of badgers

wiping my arse
with those poems of yours

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rhyming the wave

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rhyming the wave ( evaw eht gnimyhr )

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positron a paradox
post another pillarbox
sailing on a dawning sea
up before the nobs ‘n’ cocks

roaming in the fields of gist
knickers in the river twist
guess the rest ‘n’ yonder’s he
– pan’s the antlers in the mist

as the stream of brainless glooms
spinning tails in sitting rooms
prosody’s an odyssey
tallis lives & music blooms

tosser television blurbs
blossom noons the vernal verbs
birds in baths ‘n’ bubble tea
while a wilder garlic herbs

dashing dots, the whats ‘n’ whys
watching as a hoglet flies
from a hedge for watching we
squawking under pickled skies

’til the moon is mooning cheeks
marbleous, the martian peaks
when the lark is larking be
in the garden, fixing leeks

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( author nodes )

shadow-banned by wrong’uns

with shite on their tongue

& nought but darkness

where their heart should be

while worse things happen at sea

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preamble

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preamble ( elbmaerp )

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once upon a this
sits a twat in candlelight
tosser be thy name

yes, the thy is me
we’s the river flowing so
dance another flame

as the normalzzz snore
’til the dandelions roar
stirring like a cock

cockerel – not a nob
but the cheese of poetry
as an unwashed sock

often whiffs a scent
washing pegs on nostril’s time
as a spanner scrawls

versing in reverse
i’m a spider – yet a fly
all is rubber walls

walk beyond the song
of a sinking cygnet swan
in a glugging tub

grow a glowing pear
where the air is chasing hares
nature is the rub

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