Thistle Wargul Poems

When will you listen?
When will you hear?
When will the shell you live in
Finally disappear?
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Helpless to help
Too sad for sorrow,
Here yesterday
Just gone tomorrow.
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Once upon a time there was a boy called Jack,
Who loved playing with his friends and having a good yak.
One day in the woods he met a big bear
Which gave him a bigger scare.
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It’s mothers day, it’s mothers day,
And not a day to weep,
Its mothers day, not brothers day’
And there’s no time to time to sleep,
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A deceitful cuckoo,
A parasite on the faithful parents
Of the chick it just killed.
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A salty dropp swells up
With sorrow from a glistening eye.
It slides down slowly off the nose,
Leaving a shiny wet trail behind.
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My friend I’ve got a thing to tell you,
A thing I’d rather not.
A secret I wish could be prevented,
A secret that cannot.
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You think that the world hates you:
That not a soul cares,
But because you hated the
World too,
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Twinkling in the mid-night velvet,
Sparkling pricks of light.
Hanging in the empty abyss
Of empty outer space.
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Watching the ticking of the clock,
Tick-tock tick-tock
The clock that counts our days away.
Tick-tock tick-tock
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