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of lower power
( dedicated to anyone else who’s a bit bunged up with a cold too )
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wake me up most things gleam thataways sundays creep in the vapour trails of saturdays walls hit heads white noise & fresh air please wake me up muse recharge these batteries ...
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phantom tangents by crispin comma
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tantalising wet wipe ghost sothic cycles buttered toast beowulf & cantaloupes reinforcements lost en route ~ inner-schisms how d'you do? paradoxes foxes too badgers - badges ramparts - rampant same again please phantom tangents ...
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then a blue wind blew by bartholomew gusset
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then a blue wind blew a wind that was blue borderline coarse & touching on lewd i sheltered my ears for fear of obscener as a nun toddled by laughing like a hyena ...
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butteries batteries by ludwig van jenkins
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i need to recharge my butteries by that i mean batteries i.e exacturrly i'm f*ckin' nackered me ...
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an excuse by nef84ht74wh99.563219p
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radioactive hairy palms pontefract cakes car alarms save the badger raise the vague help us lord golf sale this way ~ neolithic bicycle spokes trampolinists shite on toast bloody werewolves nemesis - fate good evening all & sorry i'm late ...
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grey saturday by libby lixivia
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bric-a-brac tit for tat sleeping dogs t.v shat muddy bike foamy bath stick to facts charts & graphs ~ iospheres bake a cake lick the bowl slumber wakes giz a wave that-a-way saturn daze grey saturday ...
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the man who stank of christmas by barabus vortex
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the man who stank of christmas stinked some years ago with festive b.o yellow snow & mistletoe the man who stank of christmas vomit, blood, great auntie flo roast potatoes - ho ho ho all fucking year he's dead now though ...
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i am a skeleton by stephen cheese-straw
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i am a skeleton veiled in flesh & you are a ghost yet aint late yet so fear thee not death's pantomime don't shat your pants it's only time ...
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my current currant top 5 by franz joseph list
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5 red 4 black 3 buns 2 river & 1 electricity ...
the mystery of little mozart’s twinkle toes by sara scapa flow
twinkle twinkle little mozart's toes why are you twinkling? pass - shite knows shining like a star so bright toes aren't s'pposed to emit light ( ? ) ...
resarf poetry 