Sunday, 11 October 2009

meat poem

sown foot minge

clasp fat nazzok

only menial tasks to be enjoyed through lunchtime

due to dew all dues are due

theres a penguin in my juggling ball

it throws me and my lady off balance

when we help the cashier

to not be embarrassed by her clumsiness

leave the washing up

the washing up is a paradoxical melon job.

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