Sorry London Poems

Sheila asked him
“Do you have the time?”
Ben answered “It’s five after two.” She responded “That is a perfectly good answer, but that is not the...

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They’ve come.
Because they heard,
Heard the great tale of my life.

But I’m not dead.
Wait for that,
I won’t be here to fix your changes.

Oh great steed,
All these...

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Yesterday, all I wanted was to sing you a song  

Is there anything wrong?  

Yes, in fact there is  

Our relationship biz...

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As Mary Grace laid down to die
A tattered boy came passing by
With hair that made a bed for lice
And two strong hands for catching mice

His...

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Where can we go to find the creepiest scariest dungeon? She asked.
I had to get out my travel books and research; it was quite a...

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As Mary Grace laid down to die
A tattered boy came passing by
With hair that made a bed for lice
And one long beard for catching mice

His...

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Friends come gather around 
There is a young soul that must be found 
Travelling the air 
Complaining life wasn’t fair 
Trying not to scare 
Being...

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Lily White 
Being firm and money tight 
Headed to the golden sands looking just right 
There was Mr. Bourne and his mouth 
Packing the cherries...

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To me there is not justice in this world,
and no God awaiting us either.
So who, therefore, could freely harm an innocent soul,
and then each night...

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Six legs. A crusty shell. I try to smash them but they're quick. You see, sir, 'roaches make the pie more thick. Why did you...

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Dear, I haven't been in touch
for a long time. 
Sorry.
The last time I saw you
Was in St. Christopher's Place.
It was a lovely evening...
when I knocked...

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"You were frightening, sinister,
You put everything into it
I took a step back
You get better every time
How good can you get?"
      ...

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