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bat flaps & hip flasks ( a ? )
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bat flaps & hip flasks myrmidons make marmalade every pebble counts ...
Poetry
cutlery
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cutlery ( a poem )
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all my knife i've been a spoon i've stirred sweet tea & supped hot soup i've seen great mains & puddings too so who the fork are you ? ...
hobby-cow
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hobby-cow ( because 586.3 is 89.7 too )
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then came that herd in bastard gusts of berserk rush they stood no chance their deaths were heard six miles away on pancake day collecting stamps ...
phyllis’ tendrils
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phyllis’ tendrils ( another moan in disguise )
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hoops as cocks & crows up me nose stuttering kneecaps - fidgety toes bits of dicks like pricks from a rose marjorie's memory - frightening ghosts storms indoors & crashing pin drops bumbling farmers - trampling crops sirens sing by boarded up shops gladys is anger - i'm for the chop blooming moons as brooks flow upstream thundering loose slates - blessings maybe bricks are shat with deafening screams deirdre's a nightmare - unbound by dreams owls that howl & pavements in cracks shuddering serpents - shaky as fact fucked am i so prone to attack phyllis' tendrils drag me right back ...
oh, scarecrows
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oh, scarecrows ( 12 lines of amateur scrawl )
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summer's snowmen, winter's patches either mixes - neither matches secret blinkers, sea-deep thinkers staring scary - hairy thatches pumkin bumpkins, rustic people sometimes charming - mainly evil herring red ploys, cheeky decoys 'neath a broad sky - life is peaceful timeless styling, sleepy shirkers muddy buggers, crop preservers silent sentries, time aplenty bird disturbers - stop the murder ...
toast etc.
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toast etc. ( a poem for peas throughout the world … )
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the toast is well the well is a wish the wish is bone the bone is a fish the fish is gold the gold is a pot the pot is luck a dead lucky shot the shot is glass the glass is an eye the eye is blue in fact it's the sky the sky is pie the pie is a hole the hole is mouse it's a mousy mole the mole is leak the leak is a spring the spring's onion the onion's a ring the ring is hum the hum is a drum so on we march buh-duh-duh-dum-dum the dum is smart the smart is a phone the phone's a book to worm's it's a home the home is haunt the haunt is a ghost alive & well but this poem's toast ...
frantic anoraks
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frantic anoraks ( another brisk trundle of ~ )
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frantic anoraks barn owls howl in outer space alfred burnt the cakes ...
a soft boiled egg
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a soft boiled egg ( some o’ that )
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life's a soft boiled egg when there's monkeys in our mumbles love is bubblewrap as there's jungles in our jumbles hopes are toothpaste stain then yet apples in our crumbles sing of custard dreams so i s'ppose we mustn't grumble ...
baffled bullfinches
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baffled bullfinches ( ? )
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baffled bullfinches existential marzipan erotic bus stops ...
going out
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going out ( this poem contains roughly 13% of your r.d.a of shite )
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take your key in case clay pigeons sing take your phone in case the onions ring take some cash to barter with the sheep grab a nap in case there's time for sleep don a smile there may be acid rain & odd socks no, never two the same wear good boots no, not the naughty pair cross your toes then go, out there - take care ...
resarf poetry 