One, two, three…
It will be
Hide and seek.
Please don’t peep.
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A mild May morning, yet I still seem down,
Dulled by the weary world with all its woes
Since through the shimmering haze, this tawdry town
Pulls pleasure from my soul, so gladness goes
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Now that Pancake Day has come,
Flipping pancakes is such fun.
First crack eggs into a bowl;
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If you’re sensing a smidgeon of wild consternation
From me, it is due to a mad invitation
From one of my mates, who is rather too arty
Regarding the garb for his next birthday party.
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Under London’s busy streets forgotten rivers run:
Westbourne. Holbourne and the Fleet, all shielded from the sun,
Springing from the ancient fonts, which once the city took
To succour thirsty thousands, who built beside the brook.
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Did they know
When it was dropped
In the distant days of World War Two,
That blustering bomb,
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No deep abyss of ocean drowns like hate,
Entombing all within its murky depth,
Consigning struggling hope to lose all breath
And plunge, submerging to her final fate.
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We’ve got lots of silly rules.
Yes, we do, at Stupid School!
Always come to school too late;
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Mercurial, he dashes, sprinting like a cheetah
Through the muddy puddles in the park, he splashes.
Aiming to be future champ, gold medallist, world-beater;
Mercurial, he dashes.
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