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That Schinken Feeling

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Eggs boil not poached fore a changeling

& anna bun dance ov culd sweetmeat carved craythur combobulatio ob pink chicken squirrel, Black Forest Gurty Torso & Tyrolean yodellin’ hamstrings, incomplete minus granary seed thatched toast to hourmaker: Der Mood Molecule

Make me happy. it smiles

today again, s(un breaks through grey gloom.

Limbs visibly loosen- Eeks & Yipes

On the evergreen awks

Of Bar Baloney.

By Gum! Real gone quince ate duvet. The chancery of that!

Must go.

Elephant stick pot in the offing (door knock echoes in mosaic hall)

Once in a lunchtime (talking heads poke noses through letterbox flaps?)

Bargain Hunts a freebie. Michaels on the Micky-Takers. Quakers on the Rum

‘Wing it nut my bast advice. Hise up in the cistern.’

Yarg

goya color

We dream

tonight

by candlelight,

cardamom in my ear,

square tonsure

in my armpit,

on a crystal chandelier…

Absolution

 

Shitting

your boxers

first thing

throws One

right off

One’s stride

I see you

angry and puny:

Cursefully,

tearfully,

damning your lot,

as you scoop it

sensibly

like a grown-up

from the kitchen sink

and fetch it with aplomb

to the awkward

jakes

for final

Absolution

 

 

Rasher Baps

Piet

 

droll nodes

brood

rude

colours:

pastel dragons

come from

melted crayon

puddles

sizzling bacon

takes the air,

makes it purr

like a pillow

we swallow

eating

our words

like gruel

Not A Verse

Harvey

This is

not

a poem

 

So do

not

worry

 

Or

read it

 

Instead,

Tear it up

Burn it

 

And

Eat more

Eggs

 

Connie is Cool

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Late afternoon,

an afternoon flouted,

another one.

Cooked a scrumptious

Stilton omelette.

Ate it.

Listened to Elvis.

The wonder of you.

Wondered.

Repeatedly beaten

by a Turtle.

Roamed the garden

finding fault.

Paused

For thought

Got caught

Runcible Spoon

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Those

Who stir

&

Runaway

Return to

Stir

Another

Day

Sunday Worship

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Post pinball full English:

Bratwurst, sautéed tatties, eggs

Fried smoked bacon slices

Baked beans and love apples.

There was also buttered toast

Father, son, and holy ghost.

Tantrum

mike

everything

is

post…worthy

john peel mind rock

zest lime fig leaf:

See!

 

We quibbled,

she queried.

I squabbled, pram toys. Suck thumb

mendaciously.

Egg fried rice in best sock.

Crippling!

Enact plan

dusk time

Laddies who Lunch

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13:13

The familiar guest is here, bearing honey.

She has been through much to be here just now.

No powdered purgative prevented her,

temptation flopped, nothing but nothing kept

her from this preordained destination,

on this day, at this time, in this place: now.

 

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