Bodge Poems - Poems about Bodge

...I sing Shahana Bahar, a malody of delight. It echoed aloud, Marwa, music of sadness-filled plight I laugh aloud and I hear it back as a scary scream My gleam of glee turns into hallucinatory dream......

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...The force of my thoughts is a force to report, Attention, no Deficit, Hyperactive, no Disorder, call it slaughter when Hyperfocus onslaughts play hocus pocus with my thoughts, a tornado, a hurrica......

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...If I ran a hairdresser’s I’d call it ‘curl up and dye’ I think it’s a very clever name, you can see the reason why If I was a carpenter I’d be called Mr Wood My sign would read ‘Mr Wood would fi......

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...I feel like an expired crouton when not penning On a soup bowl where spoons are all reeling They would scribble like steam and taste what is read Through minutes and hours, still they a......

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...Pills from the doc His opinion one cannot mock Need to take the meds Designed to fix bad heads Invented by boffins To save many coffins The meds we take Enough to decorate a cake Do we feel w......

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