Five Shadows on the Floor
Sunday 17th February 2013 2:50 am
Sell
Sell your soul
Sell every dream
Sell all of your gold
Cel-eb-rity
Sell the new old. Sell the fish sea.
Sell what shouldn't be sold.
Sel-fish-ly
Sell your new phone.
Sell a cane to a bat.
Sell a dog a bone.
Sellotape it to a cat
Sell all your money.
Sell all you're worth.
Sell a bee back his honey.
Sell a flower the earth
Sell the s...
Tuesday 3rd April 2012 2:56 pm
The Plum Tree
Outside in the forgotten garden
blossom is falling from the old Plum tree
When, as a child My mother would make me
Pick up the plums In the sun,
That fell like autumn leaves
I would Squash them into plastic
'KWIK SAVE' bags
'Make sure you get them all'
She would often nag And nag
. To the sound of the warrior wasp,
Flaunting his trib...
Saturday 31st March 2012 4:35 pm
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