the incredible-flexible poem this poem is gymnastic the incredible-flexible poem octopus-esque elastic the incredible-flexible poem stretchy stretchy fantastic the incredible-flexible poem oh, shittabrick i've snapped it ...
Stuff
onions & toenails
learn your own self-myths know your pungent onions embellish every blemish or your ship's surely sunken grow your own toenails respect the power of bunion learn your own self-myths know your pungent onions ...
the man who invented sneezing
loads of moon ago lived the man who invented sneezing he claimed it was an accident crossed with a fluke 'it just popped out one evening' he apologised at first saying 'sorry that's weird shat, that's wrong' but soon other people starting sneezing too - it's funny what things catch on ...
patience poem
patience is listening to the radio on the off-chance the dj will exclusively play new material by mozart after centuries away plus news about the album & up-coming tour dates great art can't be rushed yes - well worth the wait ...
bits of winter in summer
there are bits of winter in summer
the notion's still there - but the cold's lost its hold
all the snowmen have migrated
to the safety of the poles
yet the ice cream industry - she positively burgeons
in this yin yang existence
where contradictions
rule for certain
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when phyllis discovered liquorice tea
when phyllis discovered liquorice tea she thought 'take that pontefract you're the one for me i quite like liquorice - i quite like a brew but why be an either-beaver ( ? ) this here's the power of two ~ sorted' ...
wet paint signs
yes wet paint signs are a favourite sign of mine but sometimes they lie sometimes it's dried so always dab a fingertip on the self-proclaimed wet paint it's the only way to know for sure if it's wet or if it aint ...
home thoughts from home
home isn't where the heart is that's actually the chest no home is where we sleep or at the very least rest home is for our laundry days & each morning a shit but if it's not ready just write a shite poem same thing really ( that's it ) x ...
gem in i
not that bothered but worried about everything & into everything yet easily distrac- did you hear that? they've not come to get me i best hide behind the settee just to be safe like ( sound as a pound ) ...
win a prize
enter a competition & you might win a prize chances are you won't but there's no way if you don't try it might be a chicken that quacks like a duck 'cause someone has to win these things fingers crossed good luck ...
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