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a swimming head ( 8.35 second read )
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a swimming head the flying kind with water wings ( butterfly mind ) ...
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a swimming head ( 8.35 second read )
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a swimming head the flying kind with water wings ( butterfly mind ) ...
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gift for juniper ( 8 lines of shat-fook )
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i'd like to buy you jupiter not the god - the planet it's not on the market now but one day dear you'll have it i'll then rename it juniper a gas giant called thee until then here's a cucumber & a formicary ...
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this versey shit ( a short poetical excursion by percy anode-density)
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this versey shit - those crazy sheets this bollocks wank as squirrels weep or widowed elks - what time's the train? the one to odd or old beltanes where barn own sang - it's half past great on platform 3 unless it's late this scribble fuck - this dither mist my neon puce soul i do give ...
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medieval throwback ( 16 y’oldey lineth readeth )
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i'm a medieval throwback which explains the chain mail which i wear everywhere & the four skins ( of ale ) which i sup every night before my medieval sleep shits get shat in buckets empty it on the street i'm a medieval throwback so sorry for the stench pray what news on the plague & what news on those french? my y'oldey days are happy but i dream of the future not robots or space wank in my dreams - i'm tudor ...
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shop now closed ( 16 line poem sign )
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comeback tomorrow this shop is now closed peruse our aisles when we're not at home sample our delights bargains everywhere some gentle banter then purchase our wares when we are trading i.e not right now hagglers will have their vile tongues ripped out shoplifters will have both their hands removed this shop is now closed we'll be open soon ( x ) ...
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( not murder ) by 4 times 2 read line of
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a pint of mild - a good night's sleep shat no pants at these words i speak no fret not as said saying goes oh i could murder one of those or kill for as it's just a phrase besides the moon's in its wrong phase to stir an urge not that i could more tea curate? touch wood touch wood ...
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oh breeze – you’re a sneeze by michael fishfingers
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mucussed are the trees oh breeze - you're a sneeze a gradual achoo no wind thee breeze be it comes & it goes somewhere there's a nose the same size as poland we must so suppose ...
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chords, keyboards & swords by 17 lines of poem poem
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i liked playing chords chords on my keyboard many many chords not just augmented 4ths my pen is a sword my sword serves no lord i liked playing chords my keyboard was a korg fungi - many spores thoughts went untoward objects became hordes invasive goblinned forms i grabbed my pen-sword then smashed my keyboard take that wrong'un sorts ( alas ) now no more chords ...
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luggage etc by a short list of poem’s read list of a
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knick knacks bric-à-brac bone for dog paddywhack patchwork pack a bag potpourri this & that onions rummages notions rubishes bit scraps also bits remnants that & this feathers & dithers misc misty all glitters bendy as rivers the tea leafs the givers medleys the debris assortments novelties meanwhile the sundries you shall need all of these ...
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star off then … ( a 4 line of poem read a of line poetry’s poems )
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i spy with my riddled eye the invisible i in the word team ...