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the stream ( some thoughts in v e r s e )
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sometimes it creeps
sometimes it flows
great gushes then
then the mind goes
in torrents or
gently down stream
merrily? yes
life's but a dream
sometimes it flows
back in reverse
confounding some
( a gift or curse? )
sometimes it stops
sometimes it's dry
the gods must know
we don't know why
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thinking about sinking things by click to read
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i'm thinking about sinking things like parliament lead water wings atlantis & the titanic old venice submerged kitchens i'm thinking about sinking things whilst wearing a rubber ring on a hill here pondering glug glug glug - gone sinking things ...
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bluetongue disease by head, shoulders, knees & toes
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intergalac- tic fuckin' quiche that's far out flan clean language please i am part-sheep bluetongue disease around these parts is spreading free i'm less than next oh flippin' 'eck i am but lost the merest speck so shitta-brick then hit the deck oh bubblewrap & chicken necks ...
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physics did it by professor resarf poetry
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everything vibrates everything shakes; statues, sherbert owls, snowflakes frederick the great piss poetry so don't blame me it's these frequencies ( ! ) ...
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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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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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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 ...
in medieval times well the keys were so much bigger plus the locks were far larger than today yet the people were smaller yes we've grown taller & the keys & locks have gone the other way this poem you may say is devoid of a point like a fly once plucked of its wings but at this going rate keys will soon be subatomic then we'll never ever find the fucking things ...
coming very soon a magic singing spoon the sad story of the cow that thinks she's santa claus the truth about the moon an update on vests plus 4 & 20 black shirts but first some pointless adverts ...
resarf poetry 