Best Unsavoury Poems

Some say it really is a beast,
This extract made from brewer’s yeast,
And yet, to me, it is a feast
	to celebrate.

The name is French – it is ‘marmite’,
At any meal it is a treat, 
What’s more it never can be beat,
	so on I prate.

Sustaining troops through...

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Yesterday drove through an unsavoury part of town
Thought everyone on the street was a murderer of renown
Funny how we group
All in one big soup
A human frailty we possess, in discrimination we drown...

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Voices in my head
Fashion fears I dread


Too many regrets
Guilty pleasures fret


Uncertainty hurls
Crash of hostile swirls


Fear feeds silly hate
Ideals bleed too late


Here with swift frenzy
Curb thought forms crazy


Blurring drama flush
Sudden instincts gush


Spicy and hot taste
Savoury plots haste


Voices now dig deep
Faces that still weep


Question how love fares
Indiscrete...

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