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light be there let ( tel ereht eb thgil )
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can the goblins see me?
but the wind is plasticine
she is not an octopus
then the seventh century
soaring with the goshawks
underneath the garden
are there swans in swansea?
on a magic carpet
born before the cod wars
february the fifty fifth
farmers farting parsnips
bees in aberdeen
sod a soggy michaelmas
yet the lemon cheesecake
sings another songbook
love me like a mayfly
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felling ( a true tale of tale )
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jackknife island gunk satellites & sunken junk black knight monkey spunk ...
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smashing ( some poetry sheet stuff sheet poem )
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as fathead hemlock sparrows whales & cottage combat jigsaws snails as bootleg chieftains swarm the sprite & twenty werewolves probe the dales as blistered gypsies bumper balls & vacant hipbones portal walls as hittite hopscotch flops the night & heatstroke beeswax warps the sprawl as killjoy gymnasts blunt the quail & northern pinwheels stump the ale as hellfire hunchbacks guild the kite & sacred crayons rib the gale as shotgun whitsuns goat the scrawl & potluck penguins coat the shawl as freckled foghorns frog the blight i sit & watch - absorb it all ...
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broccoli & mortal sins ( a 20 second read of poem )
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broccoli & mortal sins portals call as portents spin pheasants strut as red deer rut kiss a wish then let's begin soothsayers & dorsal fins toxic waste & safety pins wild bees putt as golfers sup conjoined twins stroke double chins farriers & haunted inns troubled pubs & sheepish skins badgers tut at monkey nuts puffins swoon in loony bins dangled limbs & water wings piffle sings - assorted things brim my cup when bogged or stuck crackin' up or crackin' in ( ? ) fuck knows ...
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absent dawn ( some rhymes for sunday etc. )
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the sky was green - the sheep were clouds the owls were air in hot balloons the hens were clucked - the wren was loud the goldfinch licked the silver spoon the sun was pun - the land was sway the badgers bastard out the tunes the hedges edged - the horsefly neighed at oafish newts with attitude the bleak was well - the rooks smoked crows the polecats pranced in pantaloons the snails were whales - the lanes were toads & nice 1 cried the riping moon the hills weren't ill - the deer were fawn the mood was baboons on bassoons but where were you? oh, absent dawn you missed a cracking afternoon ...
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scarz ‘n’ talez ( a poem )
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the brambles ripped off bits of skin the nettles stang my snow-pale knees the blackthorn left its wicked mark the wasps kicked off then came the bees the pollen rushed right up my nose above my head - a buzzard soared then duly shat upon my hat the sun did blear - my eyes are sore the ravens crowed a blackish din & sappy wept the woodland trees the hemlock rashed - things could be worse i'm more odd socks than socrates the goose grass stuck to sweaty clothes the ants attacked as hornets swarmed still breathing though - yeah, all's so so it's summertime - it's war outdoors ...
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blue bewail song ( squint & it’s a bastard tapestry )
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your hamster's toast, your ghost has flown your weasel's popped, your lemon's sucked your badger's burst, your adder's cursed your band has split, your chicken's clucked your orchard's dust, your monkey's nuts your whistle's drowned, your bile is duct your owl has howled, your vole is hole your robin's hood, your friar's tucked your horse is norse, your pasta's past your art is arse, your car is trucked your wings have flapped, your ring has shat your peas are mush, your strings are plucked your cousin's fine, your well is dry your goose is moose, your quack has ducked your heaven's bread, your slugs have fled it's just your luck - ha ha - you're fucked ...
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