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don’t shout at cows ( some piffle )

…

the toast has flown

the hittites have fled

when wednesday fell

so thursday's brown bread

then friday came

& torched down the shed

so marmalade

is clutching at shreds


the gatling's jammed

the milkman is dead

the eggs are vile

& scrambled our heads

it's all my fault

the jenny wren said

don't shout at cows

shout at me instead

...

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a different toothpaste ( a poem )

…

ants in pants & phantoms three

jacobites & raspberries

aunties stuck down lead mine shafts

cowpats, hats & bramble trees


plastic maps & galaxies

huguenots & blackberries

westward ho! for stomach ache

nettle stings & fallacies


thoughts of socks & saxony

hoses trot to canterbury

lizards sing for liquorice

post-it notes & tapestries


random scraps of sanity

hedges, bets & strategies

puddles of a muddled kind

rainy daze & rhapsodies

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