Do Swiss soldiers just call them


Knives
The don’t chop so why does that
Stick to the
Point me 
See if you write ing are you writing ing
See the one thing I have never seen a zebra
Crossing back to your
My 13 hearts sealed with a
It’s like an unfinished quest ions floating about
The might be a word well that’s the theory
No the’s we’re harmed in this 
Sail or

Y isn’t there a Real city 
So this poem is about 
Every time I cleaned the vacuum cleaner
I became it
Would it make the vacuum                            cleaner
If you see spaces are you spatially A.    where wolf
There wolf
Does it only have a right hand
Can it juggle
It only knows
Is nothing fresh at the off-licence 
Would robots in row boats look weird
What is nurses favourite letter 
Nurse 
Sea yah
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