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p.s ( some of a poemz )
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the kettle's fucked, the hamster's dead please bring more jam & honey please p.s 'twas i what burnt your shed upon that fateful whitsun-eve ...
Poem
( some call it haiku )
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( some call it haiku ) ( 3 lines )
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photosynthesis diplodocus cabbages dodecahedron ...
( ǝʞɐʇ-ʞɔoʇs )
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( ǝʞɐʇ-ʞɔoʇs ) ( 30 second topz read x )
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muddy trousers blistered heel itchy elbows punctured wheel funny sneezes chinese burns dodgy rashes flighty turns a fear of whelks plus kazoos morris dancers shrews & clues half an onion shiny knees memories & celery ...
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this poetry is mind control
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this poetry is mind control ( some much needed truth )
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this poetry is mind control this distraction's your ball & chain with words designed to steal your soul re-program & re-wire your brain yet make you think you're more aware deceptive as all metaphors true evil runs the world out there beyond these words rage many wars ( read on ) ...
when i am dead
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when i am dead ( some forward thinking )
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when i am dead then i shall fittingly sleep then rise at dawn first pause & next yawn i'll dress then walk all the former dogs i knew now dead as me & i'll still drink tea ...
the stuff of rivers
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the stuff of rivers ( 16 word of poem )
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flowing raspberries consequence projection ripples otherly consciousness connection salmon scholarly poltergeist collection sunshine glistening vanishing reflection ...
let’s ruminate
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let’s ruminate ( a 20 line read )
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let's ruminate - us thoughtful cows
on big questions - the whats? the hows?
like do these spots make us look fat?
or what came first
that field or plough?
the nature of the mooniverse
when we go dry is this a curse?
was velcro made by aliens?
who made this earth
our sacred turf?
on which we graze through bovine days
b.s.e free yet slightly crazed
when we lie down do we make rain?
we're wonder-struck
& awe-amazed
we're lost for answers, this is true
udderly puzzled - giz a clue
we're flummoxed plus the kitchen sink
as cowpats splat
& bullshit too
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no antelopes
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no antelopes ( by 5 word read )
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i have no antelope anecdotes ...
jammy dodgers
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dodged ( a semi-autobiographical piece offering )
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we've dodged bullets from farmer's guns geddoff moy lanndd ( quick - leg it - run ) we've dodged the rain that soaks the ground & dodgy men that own fairgrounds we've dodged loose slates that weigh a ton - those webs those giant spiders spun - we've dodged the wrath of scared cows but we've been jammy up 'til now ...
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