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let there be shite ( ! ) by a 16 lines of poem-stuff
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let there be smart cars
roadworks with long queues
yappy dogs yapping
their pooh on our shoes
let there be christmas
strictly x-factored
insomnia & their
half-cousin nackered
let there be p.c
cotton wool, eggshells
let there be cloves with
their rank clovey smells
granted it's all wank
but moaning's alright
moans keep folk going
so let there be shite
( ! )
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usual as business ( 16 lines of word-jollop )
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usual as business another day crawls all days are the same til we name them all make dots then fill them add flesh to their bones feed them & clothe them & call them our own weather aint bothered it rains when it rains time's still a puzzle that scrambles our brains nature just cracks on the breeze in the trees usual as business so same again please ...
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shit love poemz ( 10 lines poetry of read of )
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i long to pothole in your soul
i'd like to mine your seams of coal
explore your woodland - look, a troll
i'll save you dear
for you i'm bold
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the decor of your inner thoughts
has tapestries - the 'swanky sort
sweet beauty's your genital warts
so come you swine
let us cavort
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let’s go dutch ( by 10 lines of poems )
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let's go dutch & split this bill clogs not reeboks - live in windmills eat edam cheese til we're ill at sea level who needs hills ( ? ) cafés, courage, canals - yeah why we could cycle everywhere with our uncles - harsh but fair tulip flowers in our hair ...
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vegetable bumper slogan verse ( a brief overview … )
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my other poem stinks of thee & onions tis a master-peas oh save the cauliflower please bring back cretaceous broccili ...
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false starts galore
( by good king wencelas thumped a copper senseless )
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a barking dog - an itchy chin my dog it's not as things begin begineth what? oh floaty muse where is the plot? which scheme to choose? the spectrum & the t.v news both deception they lie to you a barking dog - an itchy chin false starts galore things in a spin ...
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the garden on mill-key street ( a brief dreamz poem )
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the garden on mill-key street boulders in its rockery those millipedes they glow grey most wednesdays plus the vegetable patch has a certain panache ...
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gift-esque ( a short poemz )
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the gift of life
the gift of kiss
the kiss of death
is this a gift?
the gift of words
the gift of speak
the gift of myrrh
gift bearing greeks
the gift of gist
tis often missed
sarcastic gifts
let's take the piss
wrapped as the gab
oh poetry
this gift shite is
my gift to thee
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otter’s pockets ( a poetry by some online wanker-scumz or other )
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dog in clover
eyes in sockets
thought is swimming
mind myopic
multiversal
not hypnotic
un-plugged t.v
otter's pockets
there in may was
lucy locket
foxgloves - bluebells
valves & sprockets
verse is birds - bees
in their bonnets
spitting feathers
brown clouds - top shit
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pronoun cathar
wetwipes easter
tsarina newt
squid & caesars
pitters matter
sauls & peters
teleporting
lichen jesus
multitudes in
kilometres
flapjack chin-stroke
lotus-eaters
well dressing - plinths
barn owled teeters
pyrrhic wins shall
not defeat us
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the undefeated winter sun by 4 ropy couplets for solstice poetrys
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the branches of the trees are bare of leaves once green in summer fair when hedgehogs sleep - nymphs disappear down to the southern hemisphere the nights are long like war & peace there's whooper swans & there's brent geese the undefeated winter sun the rise of day has re-begun ... ( author notes ) whooper swans & brent geese migrate here for winter that's why they're in it innit ...
