Grimbeau

Scroodles

Category: Jazz

Jellyroll

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I smoked some grave ass

Damaged the thick glass

Of my cartoon eye lash

So did Gunter Grass

He was good, dontya thinks?

knifing slivery eelsguts

in a Kitchen Sink

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Thanks for Asking…

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My aspiration?

To achieve nil interest

For the sake of it

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Strides

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When I left my trousers

In your heart of hearts

I never expected

Pleats as sharp as these

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yanks

Eight: drainer full of empties
Some idiot left R3 on upstairs

We seem like passing strangers now
Who did put the bop in the bop
Do wop do wop?

August belongs to Brian Blessed
For colonials who do not know
Bank

He played Jupiter in Cats
T S Eliot wrote Old Possums book of Cats
Made money out of it

That snivelling little creep Andrew Lloyd’s
Bank made money

Virge produces geneology
Enjoy your holy days

Woodland

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IEmAlh

If you go down

to the woods today

you’re bound to

bump into

some trees

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Napoleon Blownaparte

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Fairly

fizzing about the ether,

fizzing like a googly,

or Mugli’s eighteen herbs

with verbs

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Sanguine Time

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Bin Dong

The first of the few,

the last of the many,

the next or

the runner-up,

the second last bar none

the rising of the moon

at the setting of the sun

under cypress shadows

wise chrysanthemum

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Chisholm Trail Dawn

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myxomatosis

Join me as I slink to twig the silver

dust away from the campfire’s embers.

See the fire glow: teaspoon it to flame,

Carefully perch the tall, crimson pot  atop,

askew atop that is, and dig the day’s

latrine with that small yellow plastic spade.

We are on the outskirts of the craic of dawn.

Scantily clad tidings of cheap skates and

Square war-jaws, cousins to sleep’s hazel

snacks and myxamatosis of your mind’s eye.

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Frogs

Mutual micturition
& Adrian Mitchell on the wireless
Let’s let bygones be bygones
Bury the haggis
After all is said and done
It’s just water under the fridge
Were you just taking the piss
When you asked me why
the box of frogs I promised
was not for keeps just swops?
Mutually unsure destruction
Is not what it’s cracked up to be

Break Out Day

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Vibrant dawn dazzles

Pitch bone slate lamp nightdreamers

Eyeblink shadows flit

Earlybirds dart brisk alert

Incanted day arrives

Perfect golden light

Rakes tree leaf and bark

Hope springs all prisoners

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