I've been scribbling again...
Poems in 140 characters or less...
....
automatic writing I assume
would be genghis khan or hitler
instead i get a housewife from hume
with ghastly tips for knitters
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first it were SS
then SS20
now it's SSRI
shush
the gas-pipe is leaking
....
it seems that spot of insomnia
when they had the new GP
making a bit on the side
pushing pills, means I can't fly
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let us sing the praise
of little people the modest
gentle kind people
that unfocused group
whom always surprise
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in roy's shed he hammers
and bangs tightens with spanners
works with his hands
all to escape his wife
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barometric butter
tells me to stock up on fat
accept holy bread
or lay it on thick
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peace:)
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