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bargain hunting,
as dangerous as
hunting for socks
that match
There should be an odd sock emporium.
On another ride across
the wide seas
that we dream.
Delilah
cuts too many
corners,
I
fray
at
the edges.
Falling in love
feels like
forever being
reminded
to
float.
The ***** colony,
aren't we all
lepers
at some time
What if
there was only
what if?

what if then?
Atlantis,
a place to miss
when
planning a
Summer holiday.
I chase her
but she
catches me,
turning the tables
Summer blue
and you
Summer too,
waiting for the
fall.
It's about me
me
me,
she
sees
it is
not.
You cannot catch
the wind
in a
blue butterfly net.
Three sheets
to the wind
but
the captain's
still sober.
What she wants
is what
I
always
agree to want.
The path to a happy arrangement is to arrange each pathway happily.
If you look long enough
you'll see
your own
shortcomings.
Telling me nothing
tells me everything
I need to know.
It sounded like,
'kiss me Hardy'
but Laurel
wouldn't say.
Hey,
Mae,
why doncha
come up and be me
sometime.
I kneel
she knights me
I laugh
she delights me.
Old fashioned
was
the latest thing
in fashion
years ago.
Sometimes it's good to remember this.
Find me
underneath
the yew tree
resting
in the graveyard,
One step at
a time
bending over
backwards
to
succeed.
Cutting a dash
does not mean
you take
a
sabre.
The ink's flowing,
so in
to writing,

illuminating the
manuscript.
Mirror
Mirror
get your act
together
you are
looking
old.
Life is like
Coronation street
except for the
commercial breaks.
They're machining time
from the time mine,
digging our graves.
The streets of
London
are littered with
for sale signs
Knock Knock,
go away
there's no one
coming out today
Witchcraftery,
black cat and
broomstick,
strange
that they follow
me.
The web trembles
the family assembles
and
dinner is served.
Centrifugal force,
the force
that keeps us
side by side.
I am your
rock
and yet
you
soaked
me up.
Dreams of death
only to find out
Caspar's
not real.
We're splitting hairs
while
they're taking us to
the cleaners.
auf wiedersehen
young Frankenstein
we'll not see your like
again.
RIP. Gene Wilder.
Treading water
but
you think we
caught the
midnight
tide.
The government figures,
and that figures if it's
the government.
'cut me some slack
Jack'
said Jill,
who was
American.
Troy,
for an ounce of treasure
a pleasure a
Tempest.
Bridges built
that filter people
over the rivers of
life
The Government line
like the Siegfried line,
pretty **** useless
What we don't need
is a virus that goes
viral.
A Hung parliament sounds ideal,
shoutout for carpenters and ropemakers.
Sinking into each
others arms
and
swimming towards
the shore.
Borehamwood
bored them to death.

Dying in the
living room.
Wrestling winter

I fall as autumn
into her cold
embrace,
We fail
only to make
success
taste that much
sweeter.
The day the
Sun burst
I
drowned
in
the
deluge.
'The art of war'

Shake hands
and
come out
fighting.
The sun sets
my place at
the table is
guaranteed.
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