I can’t write in yellow
the now infamous village gimp said
is that a two litre bottle of Vimto
or are you just pleased to see me?
Who says romance is dead?
Boys night Boys night
A smash of cities erupts into
asphalt chunks of honesty and raw love
Though the best comedy is about serious issues
humankind cannot stand too much seriousness
all aboard for jolly fun, don’t make waves or
you’ll fall down.
Obsessed by living the dream, I fell in love
with base jumping.
I love to crunch on apples, I eat noodles in church
I’m a Ramen Catholic.
My friend’s donkey hasn’t been to the vet in years
if you like your cats alive don’t go to Crete.
Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger
Murder she cried, though the Aardvark was unimpressed
All the superlatives: great uncles and extreme sporks
Bristol fashion sparkly beard is a must
I opened my eyes and everything was beautiful
The only risk in life is to take no risk at all
Fools rush in as winter chills, the silk of milk slid
down her throat, scrambled nectar of the dogs
I slide poems under the skirting boards and then
arriving shyly at the open mic, I don’t remember
how words work.
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