Tag: shorts
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FLAMEON
When I flame, burn flat the bush Poem on a page, footer my name Ask me is it fake, first Platypus Going on a rage, gutter my grave
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Aroving Asmoking Abush
A roving I’ll go but avoiding roads and no pair of brown eyes My black boots in the mud turn to brown brogues I’m drinking more than three of the Pogues White smoke from a spliff of white widow Like the bush elected a new pope.
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Dublin style jogging
Irish but like Greek mythology Swagreus with IRA lusts Officers getting fitness tests In my jocks sprinting across Civic offices to Winetavern Street.