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What have we got now?
tablets in the cabinet
that can cure almost everything,
for a price

headaches
backaches
(faceaches and arseaches excluded)

can't get it up?
swallow that capsule down and
you'll be on the moon in no time at all.

remedies for maladies, even more for
global conspiracies, real or imagined
and we imagine that there's lots of those,

Pills from birth until death
pills to help you catch your breath,
pills to thin the blood
pills that make you feel
pills that look so good
pills that numb you
pills that dumb you down
everything's available
in every single town.

terms and conditions apply.
I have a secret that keeps me in tip-top
but I'm not telling it to you because you'll
pass it on and before not too long everyone
and their mother will know and it won't be
a secret no more.

It's still Summer
but
everyone knows that.
Sweating and getting
sweatier,
but I'm not her
She's
only perspiring.
It's like pic'n'mix
but
Bombay style,
I wonder why
it's not called
Mumbai mix.

I'll  have a beer
without the belly, please,
the barman
a half a jar man himself,
poured me a pint.
Re-runs of a rerun
war has been done to death

seen it all on the BBC, ITV and Channel Four

and I believe that it's a manufactured industry
making more and more re-runs of a war.

And wth these
there is no let up
they just get up
and kick off
as and when,

what is really going on?
Faces blur
time is not fair
the clock is not on
our side.

As memory increases
our skill at recalling
is in our ability to negotiate
through the passages where
time never ceases.

I barely remember
but
sometimes I do,
sometimes they manage
to get through and a light
is thrown on those things I
have known

faces still blur
but I know I am there
amongst them.
However unlikely
it seems like She likes me
and
I know that I like her a lot.

Lots is difficult to define
see
if you have lots, then lots doesn't seem like lots
but if you haven't got lots, then lots is lots

and
how much of a lot do I like her?

I wish I hadn't started this.
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