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Sisters
My sisters stroked my girlfriends hair
Saying lovely hair
Then both of them went into
a cupboard under the stairs
Like something a la Burton
Sorry my ex-girlfriend
I am ashamed by my country
Where do you hand in your documents to leave the human race
Glad you enjoyed space
Cause everything is melting
Watch you don’t burn your lips
on the earth
Trump I mean really was there nobody could do a half decent Kermit impression
What do you get if you cross chocolate with children
a visit by Prince
and drew a breath
Those things that monitors speed
Pedo
meter
We need someone to invent hope
as we choke boke
a clicking in my throat
with the stroke
of a note
this I have wrote
Copyright ©
Christopher Quigley
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