I've been scribbling again...
Poems in 140 characters or less...
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dear lord
can we. for once all want the same daily bread
and save on the washing up
amen
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facebook won't let me log in
who will like my cats
or admire this pink gin
I am preparing
for the school holidays
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her phlegmatic critique
of the street art picasso
bubbled encrusting
on the artist's third eye
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eeee tha'day da' pass'd
eet wer't relief
but still ee were't bes'sunday dinner I ever 'ad
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vauxhall nova burning bright
up t'ginnel in the night
what immortal hand or eye
can set burberry cap unawry
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it is hard to be blake these days -
sitting naked in my garden
the angels came in stab vests
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peace:)
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