Sundy Poems - Poems about Sundy

...In Sandy on a Sund’y Can’t even buy a pie The High Street is a ghost town From some Kafkaesque sci-fi. Not a single caf is open No point in asking ‘Why?’ So I’ll just go down To the Rose and C......

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...deer mister god: momy said i coud rite a leter by mysef to you i'd lik to talk on the fone with you but this wil half to do id reely lik to set on yur lap, ticle you and pul yur beerd maybee sumda......

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