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i love Great Britain
in my thought dreams i see it
Hanging on a wall

The Joy of Sax

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Phew!

So much to do

and

no point in any of it;

just plain old survival;

avoidance of mishaps,

relief from pain relief.

No simple sample pleasure.

*

Eleven it says:

Morning constitutional

To the shed and back

Phantom bouquet

bonfire smoke whispering

Secret trysts at noon

Thrilled to bits I don

A cloak & gagger…

*

Phone calls to invite me to luncheon;

of course,

I accept with  puerile alacrity.

What ensues is vintage time warp!

Clear the decks for a couple of hours;

put pressing needs on hold;

suspend more disbelief.

*

Hot colouring book trend offer:

one legged dormouse to play Plato;

Dizzy the Womble pours scorn…

Exasperated! Go touch your heels

Take odd drugs on a building site

Discover unknown places

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A Work of No Literary Merit

HST

Five hundred before

legendary lost lunchtime

Torrential London

buses, easy similes,

heavy workload for

eternal editors,

that which is permanently

out to luncheon,

wield escutcheon spoon

limply with panache

seas contain plenty fishes

most worth throwing back

Orange Socks

Orange flower

 

 

Wormwood wore a wormward look

purple boots  resent at leisure

trudging tough slow groggy mires

Orange sock hat Wormwood wore

On Sundays and bank holidays

she always wore orange socks