Tag: OC
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She
She’s different Of my women least giving Most gelid, least feeling Most feline, least frigid Most rigid, least deferent Least diffident, most dissident Least likely to grow, most in temper akin Autumn cold Yet something in her sweep and bends lures, I tend to go Down sewer ladders and over fences Though her myriad offences…
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BOOT STOMPING TOMORROW²
White gives to red Red, red surrender Bottles upended Dawn roused to a wet bed, again Hope turns to dread Noble words unsaid Fitting lips unmet February is gelid Temperature gone unsteady Home is a mindset, a mindset at an end Blowing out the last ember and it’s always winter next Can’t read Teletext without…
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Point and whisper
Don’t give me that, own brand and flat I want a proper Fanta and that’s that A proper footfall fan would lamp ya, ya tramp ya I’m in another league and it’s not the champions Champing at the bit for strangers to whisper “it can’t be him” When I walk in to buy chips in…
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High as times
New strain from Neptune High grade, hits great Under its sway Easily persuaded To engage With green I’m not Gawain It’s not greengages aging in my wicker basket Not that you’re asking.
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