Bush G. and Blair T.
two such good men
but pure evil in
the doing of things.
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Prologue
Alas not just the pure search, and procreative struggle of poetry
can a hood over psyche’s head put, and stumble out prison security
but attitudes to communication generally, particularly where it is difficult.
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In cunning oath vigil on coast with harpoon
oomiak on sea ready, but ice rests while death looms.
The cruel down thrust foot anchored sure and doom
as innocence loved will swim past a man’s length
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As youngsters chatter and push bear cubs on the carpet
a taught face leans over, peering through spectacles, into hearts
Suddenly, “I am the teacher. Apostrophe”, slamming down his ruler.
As pupils nervously raise hands to faces flesh assured
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So for the singular, it’s Keat’s and Yeats’s poetry, apo s.
True thought and moral makers of New Jerusalem, scriptures famed
for seat at autumn’s pastures, but never proclaimed as prophecy
which is perhaps good - for then as in this Century
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Another case to address is the apostrophe, and the sibilant acting as s:
hence conscience’ sake, no s at all, before or after, our strephein.
OK the /ziz/ has gone itinerant and is out of place
but well known we can choose our friends, but not our family and siblings.
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All tensely waiting, I see, for the well known party game
the apostrophe case of the possessive looking place name.
You know, a landmark that’s someone’s name plus an s ending.
Well that is the boa constrictor that needs taming
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One pupil with greater confidence, a future doctor, or lawyer
or perhaps someone noble like a scientist, stiffens, pipes up:
Sir, Mum’s Greek conjugations and Dad’s trigonometry
are all good for me and fun, but sup this potion no
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The liar’s babes bubbles in growth
within womb of all mankind
mothers first to sense, groan -
of pumping corpses into minds.
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Washington and London, conquerors proud
penitents, Earth’s perturbation cowed.
Your torn ingested satellites held -
so much interstellar molecules
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