Not the fitting of a new suit
Nor the specifications of a new car
But the disputed possibilities
Of multiverses that exist
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My poetic meditation
Friday,2 October 2009
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No ID No entry
No ID? No illegal donkeys?
No ID? No illicit dumping?
No ID? No idle dreamers?
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There was an old scarecrow from Cheshire
Who lay down to sleep at his leisure.
The farmer was mad
And said it was sad
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There was an old duckie called Mackie
Who was mocked for his weird sounding quackie
He thought not to revenge
His name to avenge
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Motionless, expressionless
As if waiting to be aroused
They sit in plastic chairs
Round the walls of
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