free socks here yes get your free socks it's not a con nor promotion they weren't socklifted from shops it's just my present to the people & there's plenty yes - lots so free socks here yes get your free socks ...
Shit
pillar of the community
i'm a pillar of the community the council named a bus stop after me to honour my extensive good r.e local charities then in 2012 a special luncheon was held where the mayor shook my hand - DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM? ...
the punch & judy man
mother used to warn with the sterness of a storm 'please stay away from that punch & judy man yes - by all means be amused by his swazzley domestic abuse but never-ever-ever accept sweets from his hand or take him up on the offer of a lift in his van' everyone knew really ...
rambling on
outside far & wide conscious streams daydreams. hedge rush headrows wonderings time slows. mind goes off paths ponderings lost track. fresh air everywhere modern world don't care ...
people change
I used to feel obliged to write haiku so now I don't bother for the very same reason & I used to rest my faith on the Queen as head of state yet now I dream of regicide & valid acts of treason. People change x ...
oh bother…
I've never worn clogs on a Wednesday or winked at an owl of an eve nor lobbed a potato at a bust of Plato yet many gullible people still they believe. That I often sing sea shanties whilst in Switzerland plus chuckle at their alpine mackerel skies these are a pack o' lies the usual shite - it's no surprise but whose behind these nasty vicious rumours & why? ...
muddy corduroy trousers
Muddy corduroy trousers on a trip into town keeping me safe from urban clatter & hate protected by the Earth put your faith in its brown you are my amulet my evil eye - bus home - survived ...
the 1st of feb
Head contrary on the 1st of February as impending Candlemas hangs thick in the air just like congealed school custard sans the upper skin layer white rabbits - white rabbits or a pair of mountain hares? Beyond the edgelands of January into the rugged vast of where? Fuck knows - early days again no wings but whims & a prayer x ...
sunday sermon
Many great tales shall remain untold there's cold in warmth there's warmth in cold there's sanity in madness & happiness in sadness plus misfortune in luck 'cause God's a fickle fuck. Amen ...
the nether regions
Travellers often stop, prod & ask us when I'm pretending to be asleep on tardy cobbled streets 'excuse me, do you know the way to Holland please?' & I reply 'why, certainly' then I gesture duly East. I hope they're good swimmers ...
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