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the key is catchphrases by roy walker’s secret bastard lovechild
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i think the key is catchphrases we all need one o' them 'order order' says the judge the vicar says 'amen' 'geddoff moy land' cries farmer giles & then we duly flee so get one that's yours if you want to open doors catchphrases are the key ...
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dear christmas, by gavin nosedive
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dear christmas, it's mid-august now & i've just been out walking when i saw a fat cow grazing so i thought of you up there in xmas-land scheming as you do dear christmas, it's mid-august here 2 thirdsish of the year has disappeared so you'll soon be back with your evil money traps your bleak commercial shat fuck off you festive twat ( x ) ...
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on the rugz by patricia yawn
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yeah we're on the rugz coz rugz are cool ignore all that anti-rug bullshit from school you've been misinformed rebel from this norm granted they're moreish but they're comfy & warm ...
a brief worry about something (or other) by anthony histamine
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the clouds are at their blackest is this the end of times? dark like money with its skyscrapered shrines the cows stand defiantly as bollocks quells the mind jesus in a nightie an inevitable decline the clouds are at their blackest will voles take control now? someone's left their iron on there's panic in the town i blame the state the church & the crown nah wait - it's just rain now it's pissin' it down ( x ) ...
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ssh, wheatfield by suzannah skylark
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remain wary & discreet
when in the presence of the wheat
as there may be no one here
but these fields they have ears
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long-lost uncle ( a muddle ) by john elbows
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well i've been searching for my long-lost uncle
who disappeared when i was five
as he owes me a fair bit
in the way of unsent gifts
christmas & birthday shit
so i hope he's still alive
i know that i'm too old nowadays for piggybacks
& i recall he had 2 eyes, a mouth & nose
beyond that's lost to mist
but did he once exist?
often the mind plays tricks
yet on this quest it goes
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~ syndromes by clarence cob-web ~
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i've got syndrome syndrome oh well, 'could be worse i've got syndrome syndrome but i don't know what came first the syndrome or the syndrome? that's a syndrome in itself i've got syndrome syndrome syndrome yet feel in quite good health ...
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mind the gap mind the gap mind the gape mind the cape mind the cake mind the cake mind the cave mind the dave mind the have mind the have mind the gave mind the grave mind the grape mind the grape mind the grap mind the gap ...
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as it's not pancake day nah - not today no shrovetide / nosedive no lent on its way i'll dawdle the edgelands i'll survey their span with a compass & ruler but i'll need not my pan ...
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the brain's elastic bandy but bananas come in handy when the day's seem strange coz the sun's been on the shandy & the sky is always high despite the hills that we climb & the clouds? well they're just cloudy which doesn't clear the mind so i peeled a bent banana but i peeled it the straight way which can only always look a little slightly gay next i gobbled from the tip like with all my mortal might & then shat went yellow goodnight vienna, goodnight ( x ) ...
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