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Carnage
Not by any means ready
I needed time to prepare
The whole thing rushed
Not even done my hair
Our first date was a joy
You polished up my id
Later it was downhill
Absolving what you did
Stop at such carnage?
Damage far too raw
May as well see it out
Let us call it a draw
Its become a pattern
Anguish, I'm a sucker
Clutch what I can get
I ne...
Monday 2nd November 2020 10:36 am
Nailed To My Doom
Fate's ways may be kind or wicked
They say Kismet was always erratic
Life's boons may dangle before you
Getting them is far from automatic
The day we met was a normal affair
Until you materialised in the room
That cryptic blur was elemental
Your soul nailed me to my doom
Nailed to my doom I linger on
I've never quite shaken you off
I've prayed often for you ...
Saturday 5th September 2020 10:53 am
We've Not Had Fun For Ages
You can have too much of a good thing
When even the taste of caviar palls
Our line is more like periwinkles
We live mostly within these walls
We've not had fun for ages
Lately I've felt an urge to break free
Why not the funfair or Ilkley moor?
If only your specialist would agree
Your arthritis is a bit of a downer
One-way traffic to vegetation
At my age I ha...
Friday 17th April 2020 12:36 pm
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