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Old As Love
strange things go through my head
my mind has been to distant places
days merge blindly into each other
lately I've lost a memory for faces
just how long have I been in here?
unlike my head my cock still works
wild fears roam like buffalo and yet
in my pants an untamed tiger lurks
the matron omits to cater for that
they seem past it most of my peers
yet my r...
Monday 17th May 2021 10:18 am
Skip Hire
Moved in, hired a skip
In here time stood still
Dealt with the daughter
Her dad gone, taken ill
Bathroom has lead pipes
Ceilings tobacco-stained
Window timbers rotten
Wet-rot well-engrained
Valuers took the quality
I'm left with foisty rugs
Sixties-style bric-a-brac
A zoo of domestic bugs
Fifty years in this semi
Kids married, wife dead,
Mak...
Friday 16th October 2020 11:00 am
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