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( dunno ) by 11 second read
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hey diddle diddle a wriggle in the squiggle a dribble in the drizzle a pickle in the middle hey diddle diddle a quibble in the ripple a sizzle in the fizzle a piggy in the riddle ( ? ) ...
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( dunno ) by 11 second read
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hey diddle diddle a wriggle in the squiggle a dribble in the drizzle a pickle in the middle hey diddle diddle a quibble in the ripple a sizzle in the fizzle a piggy in the riddle ( ? ) ...
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where to find monsters by 24 lines of stuff
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in the big forest with the big trees in the tea towel drawer on the high seas in the vast desert in storms of sand in the mortuary lend us a hand on the tall mountain at one with snow on those stormy nights when the wind blows on other planets under the ground in ye old folk tales in unknown sounds on misty mondays amongst the fog or the bark-barking of spooked watchdogs under the futon in the dark shed on moody moorland in our scared heads ...
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gazing out from smudgy windows by 16 lines of that there poetry sheet
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gazing out from smudgy windows it's a bit like playing bingo with your cousin underwater watching people sourcing info dampened vision smeary wind blows everyone's a widowed willow can they see me? am i blurry? gazing out from smudgy windows ...
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loving the geranium by 9 lines of something or other inspired by a flower
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good evening wembley stadium ye aliens & albanians some nuts are macadamia ( n ) some societies - fabian the countryside's arcadian my cranium glows - uranium some old walls are named hadrian ( i'm ) loving the geranium ...
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orangey apologies by f7863.rynz9 ( 30 second scan )
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i find myself quite stuck when penning poems re the orange the closest rhyme that i can find to orange is porridge & then of course there's forage & borage & cottage which are all a bag o' wank so i curse thee orange p.s sorry ...
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also i write love poems by dame barbara fartland
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also i write love poems but they're sentimental so you'll never read them & they're slightly mental other poets bother but then they always bore me write some silly bollocks tell a silly story i think when i read them all without really caring i now know you're dead dull so thanks loads for sharing also i write love poems oh sweet heavens above but i'll spare you that much that my dear is true love ...
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on a shite shepherd morn by resarf cumm-bye
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my flock has flown i've lost my flock i turned my back my flock flocked-off in seconds none before my eyes last night's red skies were porky pies ...
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a chicken in a basket by a poultry affair ( bar-har-har )
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a chicken in a basket a-blowing a gasket a basking shark bat shit a tisket it's plastic a chicken you bastard not pigeon holed brackets please help us thing drastic bring supplies that's it ( x ) ...
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this quiet life by trad anon (under a minute read or your time back for free !)
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( it's too early ) for bat swarms or bat flaps or catnaps or nosebleeds or whisky or fallouts or mishaps or cross stitch or llamas or scared crows or farmers with shotguns they'll harm us like clocks they alarm us or plum jam or ghost tales or nightjars or toenails or shits in a bottle or norway or folk tales or wetwipes or dry ice or tamed seas or wild rice yes right now will suffice this here this quiet life ( ssshhhh ) ...
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sign language by no sneezing on platform 4
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broken english english broken read these words they speak unspoken sometimes symbols often omens portents this closed shop is open wet paint road works slow cones hotline subcon scious sponge brains? they've got mine no poets caution please land mines sign language the language of signs ...