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Christmas Is Coming
Christmas is coming
the turkeys' are getting fat
no one has told them
why we're doing that.
Creation's Store
I have no new word to utter.
No magic philosophical mutter.
Not anything to say
that was not said another day.
Valentines Gift
I bought you just one white rose
with velvet petals and such sweet scent
as flowers may in full blooming hold,
with a blush of pink, not shy or bashful
Wherever I May Be
A first floor Maisonette
on a busy street.
A terraced house
on a crowded corner
May I Sip Tea With You?
Are you busy this weekend,
could I visit you and sip tea?
I would like to know you better
before I regret I did not see
Thoughts Of Retirement
Not knowing what is coming
But dreading the thoughts of nothing
Dreading more what is in dreams store
Anything would be better than
High Street Rhythms
Up, down. Up, down,
go his feet as he pedals,
pedalling round.
Gently rotating, circulating,
One Hundred Degrees Sea
Foaming, bubbling, steaming
Burning, cooking, frightening
Liquid spilling seething sea.
Ohh what a terrifying sight
Gonna Get You
A slink, a slink,
a crouch, a crouch, a crouch:
Looo’ook, all about.
River Of Love
Arrows! Against these chain mail
is effective to repel the sharpness
of their flighted points.
Even hardened bullets, blunt in their intent,

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