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Dead Rat
Flies gathered around its tiny body,
Its feet turned toward the sky
As if preparing to continue the
Never-ending rat race among the clouds.
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People walk past and turn up their noses.
The only good rat is a
Dead rat, but why?
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They exist just like us, their little hearts
Pumping just as fast as ours.
They scurry from place to place, ducking between
Giant meta...
Thursday 23rd March 2023 9:07 pm
Why Can't We?
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Why can't we find a place
Where no rats are in the race
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Where only idle things prevail
Where, together, we could sail
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Upstream from all the madness
So far from all the sadnessÂ
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Serenely would it lead
To a place where we are freed
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To be as naked as at birth
Just us and Mother Earth
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There, we'll dig ourselves a hole
And bury deep our sou...
Thursday 18th November 2021 5:52 pm
Hymn both Ancient and Modern
Written on June 1st 2011 as an assignment based on the Calendar, set by John Cassidy for Bank Street Writers, Bolton.
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O God of Sun, on Sunnandaeg,
I worship thee with spray -on bronze,
Because thy workload is quite big,
There’ll be a lot of wet week-ends.
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God of the Moon, on Monandaeg,
I offer thee my hangover,
Last night I was a lunatic,
Oh I am deep...
Friday 3rd June 2011 7:32 pm
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