Best Sussex Poems

-Honey go to the Dr
-April I don't know Am I still alive?
-Do it for Us, ours strive
-And the watcher what I should say?
-Tell him the all system was hacked 
 
-The all system was hacked William (Blush)
-we going to do some tests now 

"this guy...

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My thoughts are caught on a cattle grid
Tractor tyres rumble over my ideas

The farmer's wife's bosom holds all the secrets
To an emporium of scent and voluptuous spheres

The bell rings for dinner and the daylight dimmers
The cows are a lowing and the z's climb for the...

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Because I have so little time,
I only hope, for what is mine--
in my blood so dark and hot
is a bright and fevered spot--
O let me be, to sing again
without the penalty of pain,
lest I, before my time, be torn
from life, and to the grave be...

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A misfit among misfits 
Away from family and friends
Wondering was I wrong and
Is this how the adventure ends.
Had I chosen the wrong course 
Leaving my little village behind
Wracked with doubt and despair
That overwhelmed my mind.

Sitting on the floor
Beginning to think
I really shouldn’t have had
That last...

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His name is John Albert Cummings, 
born 1878 died..... well we are not sure,
the stone is much worn.

Up we hop on the green mound,
dance the frantic dance.
The sacrilegious sex
adds risqué flavors,
drives us into an underworld
where flesh struggles
atop old bones.

Laid out spent on the turf;
panting like...

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What a stupid situation
Twenty foot above the ground
But when I reach the bottom
I’m nearly half way round
It was Ronnie Hatchard said it
Hey boys lets have some fun
Go back to camp and do 
The assault course run
Nobody had the senses 
To say stupid idea
Just picked up...

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His name is John Albert Cummings,
born 1878 died..... well we are not sure,
the stone is much worn.

Up we hop on the green mound,
dance the frantic dance.
The sacrilegious sex
adds risqué flavors,
drives us into an underworld
where flesh struggles
atop old bones.

Laid out spent on the turf;
panting like sheepdogs,
we...

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