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Mr Twee
Warfare rages, blood pressure races, worry lines etch into our faces
Predictability always soothes
So we turn our glaikit eyes to you
A saviour decked in red, white and blue
Be our hero, Mr Twee.
Crashing chords in minor keys
Experimental creativity
Please god - spare us all of these!
For our stilted minds cannot compute
Unfamiliar jarring tunes
Blandness is the ...
Friday 4th April 2014 7:36 pm
The Template of my Being
Been there
Done it
Eaten it
Drunk it
Almost drowned in it
Nearly died
Praised it
Cursed it
Dodged it
Traversed it
Just you name it
I’ll have tried
Smoked it
Snorted it
Been traumatised by it
Reduced to tears by it
Laughed and cried
Run it
Walked it
Chased it
Caught it
Wished I hadn’t bothered s...
Monday 24th June 2013 4:00 pm
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