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box ticking limerick ( kciremil gnikcit xob )
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there was an eskimo
stroke ruritanian
dwarf with no elbows
& ginger-carrot hair
since dyed purple
identifying as goat’s cheese
or the blackpool tower
climate change refugee
test tube orphan
dyslexic prole
with halitosis
from down where the docks is
– who ticked alotta boxes
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ess posting ( gnitsop sse )
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spider scrawled scribbles
silly sausage sob stories
stamped slimy snail mail
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july salad ( dalas yluj )
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elsanta claws
strawberry cryptids
treehouse fledermaus
thrombosis bossa nova
clover trombonists
toe dip diatribe
iceberg letterheads
lettuce in the post
man o’ war mornings
cervix with a smile
cats in orbing balls
willow the whiskers
spring heeled sprinklers
jack o’ the greensleeves
athlete’s foot spa
deep blue barbecue
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rain dance off ( ffo ecnad niar )
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clops upon the roofs
it’s the cloven hoofs
of a pygmy goat
underneath the grey
sailors reel away
on a pea green boat
prancing with the lamb
when the welkins slam
as the treetops waltz
yonder trots a fox
jigging bits ‘n’ bops
when the sun’s horse bolts
thunder rumbas drums
gutters speak in tongues
when the frogmen tap
fading in the close
shades of twinkle toes
then the rainbows clap
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actual effing monkey nuts ( stun yeknom gniffe lautca )
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bat shit tamarinds
mad macaques with loosened screws
lunatic baboons
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more definitions of a poemz ( zmeop a fo snoititnifed erom )
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songs from beyond
a bonce upon a time
missives in the mist
tusks upon a tongue
ghosts in the post
letters from the otherlings
the notes of a scrote
on the worldwide cobweb
prose & music’s mutant
offspring offerings
rhymes from the original
channel effing tunnel
scribbles & quibbles
in your rotten cabbage diary
yet my sweet achilles
heliotrope
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genie haiku ( ukiah eineg )
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mister impish thee
djinn within this magic lamp
giz a wish – or three
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poets on strike ( ekirts no steop )
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quell the feathered quills
sleeping now like arthur
toss aside your vellum
put down your thesaurus
the book of synonyms
untie all cravattes
lob the trusty ink well
as if a molotov
in the rubbish bin
outside the town hall
mindful of section five
on the picket line
with all the marxist bards
who’d like to buy a house
before the revolution
as then we’d all own nada
we, the fuming few
the ginger lovechildren
of music & prose
with vestigal toes
we, the unsung glue
blue plaques of the future
who kiss the ruddy cheeks
of miscellany’s anus
chanting – give us freebies
cash & online likes
poets on strike
so write your own shite
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poetry f.a.q’s ( s’q.a.f yrteop )
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is rhyme a hangable crime?
can i stroke her tail
& feed her magic beans?
is she in me genes?
will she shine my shoes
& burn my toast each morning?
if i write five in a row
will my elbows explode?
if i read six in one sitting
will my skin become corduroy?
can i still avoid soy?
are batteries included?
can i plod her marshlands
or will she suck us under
like a polo mint?
are words optional
like ironing a shirt
or looking both ways before crossing?
is she available in turquoise?
can i scale her east face
solo in a thunderstorm
in a pair of underpants
with a leaden pencil?
can i kiss her tentacles
or tickle her phantom udders
with a phoenix feather
or gossamer from the attic
as a skylark barks?
do i have to wear a cravatte
& pretend i care about shat?
does she glow in the dark?
is she banned in denmark?
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cool poem ( meop looc )
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this poem is the corpse
of a cucumber farmer
still wearing shades
in a haunted mortuary
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a vortexed breeze
in the doldrums of january
blue moonbeams
or jack frost’s handshake
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this poem is the mermaids
that swim europa’s oceans
or a lost sunbather
in the deepest dark of space
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cubes in the glass
of your homemade lemonade
sipping as she fizzes
& bubbles in the shade
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this poem is the dogs
– sploshing in the river
& polar bears smoking
p.g tips
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this poem is cool
like a second hand cagoule
or a yeti in an ice bath
– top that, y’ tool
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resarf poetry 