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June 2022 Collage Poem: Lost Technologies
Bloodstains on blackboard tick
Down the panicked time
Spontaneous children calling
As a tragic register is taken
Drinking champagne from
Cups for Italian kings
In Sandringham the Queen’s bedside lamp blew
While in the Mariana trench deep down
Harry the Angler fish muttered a frantic phew!
As his lamp came on and he thought fuck it!
Time to go to town!
So ...
Friday 10th June 2022 9:08 am

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