philatelists ( stsiletalihp )

they came from outer space
or else the dark dimension

they have nine belly buttons
with four upon each elbow

they nest in towns like stroud
chesterfield or cleethorpes

they spawn on bank holiday mondays
& lay their stamp-shaped eggs

in musty cottage corners
or inside anorak pockets

of unsuspecting hosts
( poets / train spotters )

they’re terrified of parsnips
they’ll drop dead if they see one

they eat quiche with a spoon
& live for six thousand moons