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  • White Cotton Sheets

    Joe I have just seen a lovely movie Did you go on your own No Cora met me in town She had recommended this movie I did not know that she was in the UK I am staying with her for a few days She was missing me hence this surprise visit What was the […]

  • La dernière église

    The church had been abandoned For many years Its dereliction was tragic Yet it still retained a deep beauty I could see my beautiful bride Along with all of our wedding guests They were waiting for me to step quietly Through his tired and shattered doors

  • Jaws Joe & Josie

    Josie what is your favourite movie Blue is the Warmest Colour Why Because I found it very moving Yours Jaws Why Because it rhymes Do you realise if you play Jaws backwards It is a very warm and tender film As the magical creature spends most of its time Giving limbs back to disabled people […]

  • Joe & Josie

    You are late Joe Where were ewe I was stopped by a cop Why Search me Did he No Then why were you stopped He wanted to know where I was Between ten and eleven What did you say I told him that I was at a posh private school Which is the reason that […]

  • The End of the Line

    I live in a very large city With many underground lines The network is familiar to me But of late the length of these lines Have increased considerably Without any rational explanation

  • Abolish the Moon

    I am an ordinary soldier Who was once a grocer But now I fight in wars I have no argument With any of the other grocers As like me all they really want Is to return to their little shops Ever since I was very small I have kept a daily diary Each day of […]

  • Shafted by the Light

    Secure your equipment Boys The crossing will be rough You might not be able To see the stars But they are there We will arrive within the hour Write your war poems now As time is thinning fast

  • Paul Rée

    I have to philosophise When I run out of material About which to philosophise It is best for me to die This is attributed to Paul Rée I have named my town And those that surround it After these sad words

  • Pot Holes are not Pink

    Like many parts of this decaying country My town is ravaged by pot holes The result of the inaction of those in power These pot holes are both shallow and deep But they are so much more than that Lou’s friend has shared his thoughts

  • Not Pink Blancmange City

    I do not live that far from a major port Which is confused and busy to say the least It is an unhappy place and is far from pink Yet the country lanes and villages That surround this monster Have not changed that much in a hundred years They are pleasure to roam especially on […]