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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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new family ( 8 lines of the poem )
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i pulled a face the face of you your gawpy eyes your gobshite grin as winds did cross directions changed face rearranged so now we're twins ...
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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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a song of broken things ( a poemz of stufffffffff )
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of the broken
blackbirds sing
biscuits, hearts
& of course - wings
shattered bottles
bastard shards
icy troughs
accident scars
of broken morns
pie crusts, dreams
new ground, ranks
the mould & reeds
into gallops
fuck despair
( & )
fourth walls
so hello there
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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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mealz ( a short poem about no one in particular )
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peter had a pot of tea & toast with lemon curd malachi ate humble pie mister roget ate his words kate had her cake & ate it then matthew he ate his hat ouroboros carried on jack sprat he could eat no fat myrtle grazed on pastures lush tina had tinned tomatoes our arthur ate his heart out theo ate his little toes adam stuck to his name ale plus murray had a curry ares ate ambrosia & humphry? he went hungry ...
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