I've been scribbling again...
Poems in 140 characters or less...
......
I think we passed parents evening
in truth
we didn't understand the answers
and they didn't understand our questions
.......
I'm rushing this line
because I want it to rhyme with sublime
before killing
something about overly satanic dim dark milling
......
chips or smacks
parents evening again
time to glow with pride
or glower in shame
and wonder
why they are so behaved at school
.........
I watch teenage contortionists lick themselves
phew
thank god the missus didn't catch
me
reading TS Elliot in the dark
.......
peace:)
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