Tag: creative writing
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Jack the Lad
Jack the style of Jack the Ripper Home in time for kippers Some for necking, this for sipping Knob protection if getting with strippers Yellow liver drinking this paintstripper Run a strimmer over my grave Smoke a blimmer of high grade haze My gaze has a glimmer A light sliver living inside the eye I’m…
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Kickabout
Punting around a pig bladder Cunt it’s your round, enough blather Don’t tell me calm down, couldn’t be madder I was dumb not seeing the pattern You were in Crumlin, all over Dublin Getting cummed on While I was with mum Her lungs cooked in the Mater.
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StayReady
You have to be on guard these days You must gargle to earn regard Murder to get past these gates One eye like Valhalla Rising Would I? Don’t even try me On trial, elusive Hiding crime in rhymes Further climbing, upward like ivy Saw a snake girdling the horizon Fell off the Jacob Ladder as…
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Deiciders
We slay Gods Our fates their playing cards We play Gods Bleed a lake onto a razor Rake the veins We praise raised stones with presented abrasions Cold idols to old pagans, graven faces Ravenous for an end to stasis Crones bone-garbed, princes of crows in tent lonely A whole day inside for the dying…
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Only Heard There
Just found out about David Lynch Trying to save but keep dipping in Then nipping out to acquire bits Mrs Maguire from number 66 doesn’t mind minding the kids For a bit; “in a bit”; “have ya got a bit?” He pulls into the sandpits as asked, 06 reg from Tipp, Opal Astra Once the…
Alchemisland 