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sunday sheet ( some poetry )
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upstairs the shower weeps in blubby bursts of indoor rain downstairs the radio is talking to itself again ...
( ? )
modern folk
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modern folk ( a pondering )
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spring is old
yet spring is new
puzzling
but this is true
wander then
admire a view
praise the strange
then grab a pew
as we do
as sayings go
observe birds
the songs they know
by anon
from loads ago
we are trad
we're modern folk
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trouble utt mill
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trouble utt mill ( v e r s e )
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sweet pantomime your blurred heads rear there's floss & dross plus games - yes dear ~ vast candlemas trouble utt mill i played myself then lost ten-nil ( fuckin' 'ell ) ...
poetry from those roams along old roman roads
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poetry from those roams along old roman roads ( some v e r s e )
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poetry from those roams along old roman roads yes the seasons they change life it bears heavy loads like a lorry or van or a big fuck-off truck have a wander on them if you're down-bogged or stuck so to speak in the mind many wonders to find as they campaigned they built back in y'old brythonned times ropy verse will emerge trust me - i've channelled loads as one plods through the odd along old roman roads ...
itch toes
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itch toes ( a daft attempt at poetry ( for the universe ) )
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oh cattle prods & caterpillars
rampaging boar, doggy dinners
arctic terns & drunken millers
cattle prods &
caterpillars
oh piffle vest & wonky cousins
dark donkeys in witchly covens
prussian junkers on percussion
piffle vest &
wonky cousins
oh marmalade & haunted haylofts
april powers foamy bathos
bits of chaos kept in clay pots
marmalade &
haunted haylofts
oh cardigans & green greengrocers
biscuit tins & dead composers
hopes as meadows - bee in clover
cardigans &
green greengrocers
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fun times ahead
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fun times ahead ( a ‘ckin poetryz of )
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i wouldn't know what to play with fire anyway chessboards would burn as would decks of cards plus all contact sports are an absolute no-no ( so ) let's play with glass shards in bastard backyards ...
the later fuddles
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the later fuddles ( erm )
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yes things aint what they used to do as things aint what they once were is what once were as was then what too before then which that then is this - but why? - ...
ditch the punto …
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( ’nuff said )
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keeping time
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keeping time ( a precautionary tale )
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i like to keep a spare afternoon in my pocket next to them keys which i always need & a pleasant evening around my neck kept in a locket ( only to be opened during emergencies ) ...
on the sheet
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on the sheet ( some sheet )
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we're on the sheet yes as we do once more unto a sheet or two a sneeze - achoo a squeeky shoe good morning all good evening you bring me my ink my shitty pens & special lens for hidden gems please some of them aye know thy sen we're on the sheet again ( the end ) ... ( author notes ) in case you were unaware sen means self, nice 1
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