Letters To Bryson
...If I knew what to say to let you go
I’d do it like a shot Better fast than slow
But you twist my tongue and my words get caught
And my heart and my brain confuse all my thoughts
If my steps would...
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Categories:
bryson, abuse, anger, goodbye, grief,
Form: Rhyme
The Groom of the Stool
...The Groom of the Stool
(Two meditations on an ancient post: see below)
I.
The Groom of the Stool needs some time
To commit his experience to rhyme.
This commodious peer
Detests diarrhoea
B...
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Categories:
bryson, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Gods Valentines Song
...I remember it was a cold morning
There was down pour of rain the previous day
It was still drizzling a bit
It was an airy morning very quiet
Remember the smell of rain
Very fresh morning
For th...
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Categories:
bryson, celebration, devotion,
Form: Ballad