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this qwerty ( a p o e m )
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bountiful sea breeze in landlocked counties lexicons bee's knees cabbages green peas ne'er do wells say cheese doors at war treaties rarer breeds species scorch the earth deep freeze ~ have a pause peachy rose petals faeces argonauts fleecy bread ahead yeasty syntax nodes beech trees chaffinches beastly chickenpox v.d this qwerty t h e s e k e y s ...
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behold the chives ( s h e e t )
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as young bees bumble in their hives
& noah trawls through damp archives
as swiss soldiers play with their knives
such nonsense say
those old fish wives
as swifts they swoop the loop then dive
whilst cato street schemes & contrives
as summer bursts - oh man alive
i turn to 'erbs
behold the chives
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the passing of spring ( a p o e m )
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sad bluebells ring in dimming clangs wild garlic sighs by river banks make little scent as blossom fades mock-wintery the faux-snow way yet clement air & stretchy days rise as that grass - make way for hay i stop mid-plod - is this a dream? here death's alive, death thrives death's green ( ! ) ...
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an ombudsman is born ( s o m e n o n s e n s e )
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as baking beans beat tambourines & welders wave at gravy trains that bustle passed at savoury speeds & badgers shave on grassy plains as hittites plod on woodland paths & carrots dance under some trance whilst numbers crunch in charts 'n' graphs & poltergeists adjust their pants as dogs in clogs think thoughts out loud & statues scratch a toe ( or two ) plus rabid bats they bite low cloud & pebbles hide in lonely shoes a town crier retrieves his tongue then bell-yells on this speckled morn good news to yous - songs shall be sung rejoice an ombudsman is born ...
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the lost art of where’s it gone ( ? ) ( a ? )
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the lost art of where's it gone ( ? ) is still missing aargh, hang on ...
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there’s a little yeti … ( a p o e t r y )
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there's a little yeti there behind the settee in that cold spot where the sun's never shone trek there at your peril he's a little devil ( & ) there's a little nessy lurking in the garden pond ...
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elbow wars ( a ? )
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my elbow the right one it threatens to harm me i'll batter you senseless ( yeah, you & who's army? ) ...
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sheep breed wallchart ( a t r u e t a l e o f t r u e )
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sheep breed wallchart on the kitchen wall over time i've slowly learned 'em all sheep breed wallchart oh how do ewe do? rams, lambs, tegs - yes flockin' cool are you sheep chic top sheet nice one, that's my style sheep breeds of the ( quite ) great british isles sheep breed wallchart rockin' in me home my favourite's the derbyshire gritstone ...
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your early work ( a p o e m )
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oh once upon a once upon
before squirrels went grey
you scribbled like an imp possessed
& ripples became waves
some sorts adore your recent dross
its glib modernity
deft, delicate yet puzzling
but that shit's lost on me
yes i prefer your early work
from younger, former days
before you were a wrong'un tit
a tosser & a knave
before you turned to cardigans
& drank peppermint tea
when crayons scrawled on y'old cave walls
your finest
poetry
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