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Single Lamentations, Part 1
Angela laments her love life.
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Do you have any idea?
To no one in particular
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Coffee
From the poem cycle, 'Airbed and Issac'.
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POEM: Pink Peter - Personal Shopper to the Rich and Famous.
Pink Peter was a personal shopper to the rich and famous, his clients were secret., and you asked about their secrets at your peril!...and he dressed 'drag queens' too.
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Late Spring
Warmth is creeping, touching sheltered nooks where plants are sleeping – an opened primrose promises delicate bouquet to come, a celandine spreads narrow petals
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Marie and her Lamb
Marie had an ailing lamb. It's skin was cold as ice. And everywhere Marie did go, the lamb was there in a trice. It followed her to the shore one day. Which was against the rules.
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War Horse Rider
The dark black stallion rode across the sky With huge outstretched limbs that sped through the air with ease He galloped forward through the night,
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Struck
My family is in the hospital But I don't know him. The doctors say he'll be okay But worry fills me to the brim. Oh why? Oh why him? My friend says don't worry,
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Never Again
The only chance I get to enjoy time Is when I'm alone Don't say I'm introverted Because I refuse to speak on the phone When will I find someone like me Who has the same interests?
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Redemption
In a futuristic version of America, women have been reduced to nothing more than breeders. This is the beginning of the Revolution.
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She Favours Me
I am a wimp without her smile
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Memories are made of this
I still see the following lady, but now only in my minds eye, as I walk past her house on Thrapston Road. I smile as I think of her, sat on her chair, looking out of her bay window.
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HOLLOW DRUM
sometimes less is more
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Yes I Can
a wide smile a twinkle in the eye
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A poem about Birds for Scratch
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Three Sisters
two sisters Bonita and Susan -- concerned loving and awaiting
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The Further Further Adventures Of Miguel Button
“I'd like to purchase an haqualung, please, Sir,” Miguel Button said to the painfully thin young woman sitting behind the counter of the posh new shop drinking coffee and smoking a fag.
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The Further Adventures Of Miguel Button
“Excuse me, Madam,” Miguel Button said to the spotty, rather delicate looking young man stacking shelves in the Pound Shop. “Do you have any frangipani in stock at hall by hany chance?”
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