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June 7, 2021

Lies

A guy may buy
A pretty girl’s eye
And revel in bliss
From her soft kiss.
But the honest guy
Will find
It hard to deny
That behind
Her smiling eye
And sweet scent
There lies, contempt

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Published on June 07, 2021 08:12

June 6, 2021

Chancer

I met an extremely beautiful young lap dancer
Whose known as a bit of a chancer.
When she saw I had money
She called me sweet and honey.
And they say I’m a disreputable old chancer …

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Published on June 06, 2021 02:54

Please Explain Poetry to Me

When a young man named Lee
Said, “please explain poetry to me”.
I said to Rose
“Tweek his nose!”.
Which was a kind of poetry!

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Published on June 06, 2021 01:20

June 5, 2021

In Her Hair

In her hair
And legs bare
I forget regret.
But after laughter
And drink die
I find rhyme
In passing lust
And eternal dust.

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Published on June 05, 2021 06:39

Whilst Walking By A Crystal Clear Stream

Whilst walking by a crystal clear stream
I got covered in strawberries and cream,
By a young lady named Lin
Who is full of hot sin –
And then I awoke from that dream!

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Published on June 05, 2021 02:40

Her Name

It was quick
In a bedsit
By a canal.

I have the name she
Gave to me.
Anyhow, I know that canal.

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Published on June 05, 2021 01:52

June 4, 2021

GO INTO THE NIGHT

Often it is the short poem that best expresses truth.

Go into the night
Along the unknown paths where
You will meet yourself

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Published on June 04, 2021 23:41

We Walked Through the Graveyard

We
Walked through the graveyard.
She
Is frightened of death.
Earlier we
Drank wine.

Our bed
Was hot
The dead
Are forever here.
The graveyard plot
Draws lovers near.

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Published on June 04, 2021 08:38

My Dear Friend the Great Lord Lake

My dear friend the great Lord Lake
Is known as a dissolute old Rake.
Whilst the vicar’s daughter Coral
Is said to be moral.
And she’s friends with rakish Lord Lake.

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Published on June 04, 2021 06:26

June 3, 2021

There Once Was a Kitten Named Mitten

There once was a kitten named Mitten
Who composed poetry all about Great Britain.
His verse was quite good
So I wish I could
Believe that Mitten was really a kitten!

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Published on June 03, 2021 04:47