Poems in 140 characters or less...
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england and ireland
are brothers divided
by the unwed and jealous
scots and welsh sisters
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that dead tree draws me everytime in the wood - everytime a little more of the roots have fallen - everytime a little more moss has grown
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in the days when there was only meat
they ate flowers as a treat
and honey to sweeten
the pottage of evening
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david cameron sent me a letter
nice buff paper in manilla envelope
it felt so important he should care
how I throw my dart when I go to vote
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peace:)
The Blue Book
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