Sheena Blackhall Poems

Not my Circus, not my Monkey (Polish Proverb)

Not my Circus, not my Monkey
I live in a totally different country
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For over twenty years I've been self-partnered.
I don't find my snoring offensive
I'm happy to steer my ship without a mate
My favourite friend is a book. My time's my own
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In the busy world of the bee
Each one has a specialised occupation
BZZZZZZZ brum brum BZZZZZZZ
The Royal bee, the matriarchal Queen
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Hitler, who drank half of Europe's blood
Was a vegetarian. Ordered German youth to be strong
(Hitler, who headed his Aryan super race
Was monotesticular, suffered from eczema, gripes, insomnia
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The suspect was wearing Balenciagas platform crocs
She had a pair of Yves Saint Laurent chain tassel earrings
The tattoo artist Bang Bang had drawn a little swallow on her ankle
Her hair was pulled back with a Prada hairband
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You have crossed the mighty Mekong River
Its busy banks, where a child plays happily inside a cardboard box
His mother sells mangoes under the stunning sun
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Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde
Was a terribly interesting Irish child
He'd read the Classics, the Bible too
The strangest dressed in the poetry zoo
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The Croun o Gowans
I vrocht ma son a bonnie croun
O gowans, frae the lea
His babby hair wis blaik as rikk
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Glentanar School
Spare the Rod and spoil the child
As the twig is bent, so the tree's inclined
A child untamed's a child gone wild
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First came the Dangerous Years
Norma Jeane was the child of a schizophrenic
Remembered her mother trying
To smother her in her cot
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