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They were simple daisies,
picked in the Park at Dawn.
Not up to standard, though,
traditionally, the expectation

Working Sucks

A single ray of sun was peeking
through dusty drapes in my old flat,
downstairs the landlord's hussy shrieking,
she was as dumb as she was fat.

Wakey, Wakey

Wakey, Wakey, it is five,
covers yanked while you're not looking.
Time to stretch and feel alive,
in the oven bread is cooking.

Joy Flight

I have a friend who is a cowboy,
he flies fast jets for Uncle Sam,
persuaded me to come along
'twas a Sunday in September.

Smoke Machine

I had a dream last night.
It was a dream in vivid colours.
A satisfying dream.
A dream of justice and

Hello, Travesty...

Those who can they say
do, but those who can't my friend
they sit back and teach.

My Shadow

Today I tried.
Again and again.
To jump over my own shadow.
Each time I jumped

The Avian Flu

The avian flu may worry you.
I'd like to tell you what to do.
The virus has not yet evolved
they talk about a problem solved

What Is It?

Dungbeetles eat it.
It fertilises gardens.
Smells to high heaven.

Perfect Stranger

She looked out of the window
of the Seattle RTD, the freeway flyer.
I left the transit lane to have a look
when daydream mode was switched

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