Grimbeau

Scroodles

You What!

Just before the immediate

I paused

Had a second thought

Of what it  was i

Was getting at

Fancy that

What a twat!

Two Dogs Fucking

Arapaho yelled

Michelangelo get duck

take cover under

One more goldfish prize

Sometimes whilst underwater

A grumbling giant goes:

Tis want of which

You silly witch

Your heart is all a’plenty

Keek I there a’won nowhere

& fiddle all the Gentry

Direction of Travel

Private versus public grief.

Rolling home

in the dark alone

 slagging of my footwear

The Daily Rat

From a time I can’t remember

I want to slap tory upstarts

Little loudmouths spouting crap

Yapping nagging little brats

They keep coming though

Year by year by

Quite certain

that they own the place

Turp of the Day

Puggled it is that I

am this soggy greymorn.

Verily Pooped and pinned.

Indeed…

So, therefore this way thusly.

Its lights are on, it makes coffee

Then has a fizzy

for the Muzzies.

It’s Rat city out the back.

Take the poison provided, Chaplets.

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