shop now closed

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shop now closed ( 16 line poem sign )




comeback tomorrow

this shop is now closed

peruse our aisles

when we're not at home


sample our delights

bargains everywhere

some gentle banter

then purchase our wares


when we are trading

i.e not right now

hagglers will have

their vile tongues ripped out


shoplifters will have

both their hands removed

this shop is now closed

we'll be open soon

( x )

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( not murder )

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( not murder ) by 4 times 2 read line of 




a pint of mild - a good night's sleep

shat no pants at these words i speak

no fret not as said saying goes

oh i could murder one of those


or kill for as it's just a phrase

besides the moon's in its wrong phase

to stir an urge not that i could

more tea curate? touch wood

touch wood

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chords, keyboards & swords

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chords, keyboards & swords by 17 lines of poem poem




i liked playing chords

chords on my keyboard

many many chords

not just augmented 4ths


my pen is a sword

my sword serves no lord

i liked playing chords

my keyboard was a korg


fungi - many spores

thoughts went untoward

objects became hordes

invasive goblinned forms


i grabbed my pen-sword

then smashed my keyboard

take that wrong'un sorts

( alas )

now no more chords

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luggage etcetera

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luggage etc by a short list of poem’s read list of a 




knick knacks

bric-à-brac

bone for dog

paddywhack


patchwork

pack a bag

potpourri

this & that


onions

rummages

notions

rubishes


bit scraps

also bits

remnants

that & this


feathers

& dithers

misc misty

all glitters


bendy

as rivers

the tea leafs

the givers


medleys

the debris

assortments

novelties


meanwhile

the sundries

you shall need

all of these

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house head

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house head ( 1 min-ish reeeeeeeeeead )




this is my house - this is my head

my house has springs

my head has bed


 with kitchen sinked neuronic dips

no canvassers

drips constant drips


as moths descend ( as locusts swarm )

'ark - kettle calls

she keeps us warm


them bats aloft those belfryed bunch

fried word salad

yum healthy lunch


quaint potterings then curtains twitch

itchy temple

prayers mental itch


meanderings - the odd black hole

do living rooms

also have souls?


blocked clocks are leaking bits of time

in this cottaged

humbled home mind


the tumble driers in a spin

please wipe both feet

on your way in

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