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The trick of the cup and ball
Starts with a vanish and reappearance
From oranges, lemons and even a baseball
Teleport to a cup, that the audience cheer
The magicians face says it all
No wonder magic is a great career
But instead of stopping he continues the act
As he is now handcuffed, bound and strapped.
He repeats the words that makes himself... vanish once more...
Sunday 3rd March 2024 4:33 pm
Have you seen the land of chocolate
Just £35 a ticket from your wallet
Promises of wonkas factory delight
But actually it’s a cooperate warehouse of shite
Ompa lumpars are large not tiny
I look and stare and think christ almighty.
Is it not Wonkaland? but another place
As I think of an excuse to this disgrace
Willy Wonkas now here and he’s com...
Sunday 3rd March 2024 4:27 pm
fruits of their labor,
to an heiress
Oh, the burden
given to this poor mistook child.
the Fall of man—after death
40 days and 40 nights,
If we were to predate the Gregorian calendar
… spring too,
and light archangels
would earn their halos
from Helios through
during the 7 Days of Creation,
summer was mad...
Wednesday 14th February 2024 8:20 am
Thursday the eighth of February,
and eleven point seven miles I’ve walked,
a running total in defiance
of the enemy within,
of voices in my head who’d rather
I sit quiet, with nose to screen,
consuming crap made just for me,
to rob me of humanity,
of poetry in my walking’s rhythm,
a miracle that’s in full flow,
performed by those who gave...
Thursday 8th February 2024 10:41 am