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Obadiah Grey Oct 2013
Bevelled slick edges,
and reeaal eeaasy slopes.
Chilli dip wedges
with fresh artichokes.
Wanton loose wenches
and swivel hipped ******
Daft dawgs and dentures
and granddad - who snores.
Obadiah Grey Sep 2013
Once,
just once
before, I sang
the song of sorrows-
the song that cracks the eyes
and breaks the sanctimony of lips.
Obadiah Grey Sep 2013
R,I,P.

Here lies the body
o' poet Anon.
broke wind once
and then was gone.

so, think on this
afore you depart,
life is but one--
unencumbered ****.
Obadiah Grey Sep 2013
Gathering silence
in mustering of the dark-
hollow beats the heart.
Obadiah Grey Sep 2013
A Pox ! a Pox !
upon the man
that flogged my wife
this camper van,
and told her please don't
worry dear
that damp patch here
is nothing queer,
it's merely steam
and condensate
that's dripping on your
empty pate...
Obadiah Grey Jul 2013
Lumbago ought be a flower,
but it ain't.
Goldfish could have shoulders,
but they don't.
Death should have meaning
and my windows need cleaning
by the missus - but I know-
she just -- won't.
Obadiah Grey Jul 2013
She blew in as a broiling wind
chocka with sharp sanded beauty
and scythed the jelly of the eyes.
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