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Smouldering
I was at a loose end
Coiled up for action
Capable of anything
Any hot infraction
You fanned my flame
Got me into a fever
Never let me sit still
Pulling every lever
Combustion failed us
From sad mouldering
We barely rose above
A gentle smouldering
We tried to rekindle
Gave the fire a poke
Rubbed twigs together
Lit not coal but coke
...
Sunday 15th November 2020 11:08 am
When Feelings Turn To Fever
I've been running a temperature lately
Watching my pulse rate soar sky high
Half the time I suffer from the shivers
I know what its like to want to die
When feelings turn to fever
You're on a slippery slope
Medical attention is crucial
Otherwise there's no hope
Tending my needs each day and night
Though she caused it, she's my nurse
Mopping my searing brow w...
Tuesday 16th June 2020 12:16 pm
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