Did senior infants twice
Had head lice
Had strikes, struck out thrice
Got head twice one night different mouths
Almost lost count but not of lies I told
Could see us growing old together, sprouting mould together
Two go-getters get wetting, wet getting, house shopping and make nesting
Enduring all weathers
When our hands are too curled to write letters, darling
Let us look shocking together, two old leather stockings
Marling sang hope in the air, you said no sad songs and skipped forward
Spiralling dope scents the air, light is off but I sense you there before you inch forward
Fasten around me like a rebel’s bandolier
I say nothing and nothing happens, nothing comes of nothing my dear
Speak again, Cordelia nearest and dearest, I am King Lear
This blasted heath on which we speak, of which we speak, full fathom five thy father lies
Edward Lear owl and the pussycat, pea green boat
She hands smoke, green pokes through
Sidelong looking long at you taking long drags off a piff
Rising thong like a Nike swoosh, black on your white hip
Bite a coin, does it ring true?
We are the wild tamed, peerless no betters, know no better
Loyal as a red setter, royal as a gold sunset, royal as a horse unfettered with flowing fetlocks.
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