once shoes went to cobblers

new valves a radio renewed

cut-throat razors stropping

nappies boiled then brewed

now artefacts come and go

we exploit them every day

serve a purpose then gone

discards, just thrown away

are us people any different?

used and then tossed aside

minds or bodies plundered

left weeping, hollow, dried

poets call it romantic l...

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Many times he'd been round the block

To prove it he still had the scars

He'd mixed with a host of bad women

Yet even now he aspired to the stars

A wholesome girl was what he wanted

He needed someone clean and refined

Not the hard types that had fleeced him

The worn-out bodies his had entwined

Then he met Martha who wore no perfume

Her contours she carefully dis...

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