`I must set fire to my beard today'
The beekeeper's husband said
And the blue tits told the chaffinches
And the chaffinches upped and fled
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1. I’m Mr Pavlova’s comb-over
I flap in the wind like a wing
An when he is washing his bald bits
I like to hang down like a swing
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I remember the garden, the snake,
The curse of disease & death
The Exodus.
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Horses smell sweeter than lilacs.
Their buttocks are firm as a chaise long
Their eyes are lustrous as lilies
They canter like a brook across a ford.
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1.Tussle: Inspired by Tussle for the Keg - John Pettie
Gimmit
Makk me
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Skin Balaclavas and Bringing Up the Tail
1.THE WYE 0 THE WIRM
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1.Widder
I lue Glen Gairn at the skreich o day
Fin the dyew lies weet on the fen
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1.The 3-leggit Mannie
There's a 3-leggit mannie fa bides in Portree
He keeps twa pet goldfish inside his TV
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1.The Robin’s Nest
Guid day noo bonnie Robin, an whit dae ye hae here?
A nest I’ve bigged wi muckle care frae screivins far an near
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This weaver’s son from Fife
Aged 13 was a little bobbin boy
Changing spools of thread in a Pittsburgh mill
A pocket dynamo, he flashed through coloured skeins
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