Songs we used to sing

We know there’ll be an answer forthcomingbecause someone always knows, I used to know a long time agobut things got shuffledthe memory got scuffedand nowI am stuffed if I do. I like to thinkI’m like the telly on the blinkand a coin in the meterwill fix mebutthat kinda thinking justfuks with me. Saturday nightand‘I’m alright…

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Water biscuits

Let us cut the umbilicalslip into the metaphysicalI think that it’s possiblebutyou do have to try. Just more la-di-dahfrom the barkers inthe bazaarwho want to sell youthepromises you’ve seenon the screen…

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When one has to go

The stormsuch as it isneeds bravingsoI am girding my loinsand sharpening my spearwhich should allow meto get there andback to herein one piece. Not at the mo’ thoughI need to gather mystrength and paint ona facealsothere must be somethingelseI can do toput off my departure, any suggestions?…

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