stuff rhyme

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stuff rhyme ( emyhr ffuts )

the golden of y’olden
a hole in a view
a vole in a bucket
a shrew in y’ shoe

the mirroring river
a riddling mist
a stirring of serpents
a snake of a fist

the shake of the branches
the shape of the morn’
a creaking of evening
a croaking of spawn

with pencils ‘n’ lentils
the flow of the ebb
a parsnip, a starship
a tangle of web

a biscuit, a basket
the up in away
the ghost of october
the maidens of may

the wind in the woodland
a plucking of strings
a stapler, a caper
& other such things

the dalek buds of may

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the dalek buds of may ( yam fo sdub kelad eht )

nettles run this planet earth
when the cuckoo’s near

come the eve of whitsuntide
in the northern sphere

of an egg in milky space
of a holocene

so the dandelions roar
on the grasses green

in the pantaloons of spring
see the thicket rise

throbbing like a time lord’s hearts
‘fore our mutant eyes

tangled brambles climbing high
by the garden gate

laser ray the weeds away
– exterminate, exterminate

coffee & sneezy

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coffee & sneezy ( yzeens & eeffoc

patter on the pane
pitter on again

nailing a tale
on a force ten gale

lock a locket tight
tenter is the night

hooked upon the spy
of a spider’s eye

when eleven calls
crawling up the walls

bolt a howling door
while the loft mice roar

spin a growling oak
heaving even’s soak

weave a drier though
’til horizons glow

spring gathering

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spring gathering ( gnirehtag gnirps )

bluebell ringer’s
buttercup churner’s

maidens with hot cross
buns in the ovens

sneezing breezes
feathered penfriends

dancing daffodils
foxtrotting badgers

faux-troubadours
shepherds spotting leopards

liquid snowmen
puddles in trouble

agnus daze
the hazy lamb

green old biddies
called hyacinth or iris

boxing heiresses
socking kidnappers

hepatitis beekeepers
buzzes under bonnets

where the air is rarer
than a ginger with a tan

dandelion tamer’s
& scrambled eggheads

england in the nineties

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england in the nineties ( seitenin eht ni dnalgne )

brian conley
was bradley walsh

bradley walsh
was brian conley

but no one noticed
even their mums

bernard matthews
banged the drums

boodiful
this mist of then

milkman whistled
brit pop songs

high on e
& sunny d

toblerones
were the size of the matterhorn

goblins roamed
the fields at night

after blair
the haunted air

saville was just
another showbiz oddball

the nation stopped for bay watch
& ready, steady cook

pelican crossings
on every other street

’til diana spencer
was epsteined

the chuckle brothers
were comedy gods

with their incredible
shell suits