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Monstrously Machievellian
Demonic pedagogic
Ominously Orwellian
Demagogic logic
Fools’ Musk-ovite mules
Zuckerberg zeitgeist heist
Dickensian dystopia rules
Google last post bugle
Fossil fuels myopia drools
Bellicose Bezos blows
Bro-ligarchy mates’ malarkey
Unions demonstrate
Amazon defenestrate
Hades Gates hierarchy
In the dock
Murdoch foxy skulduggery
Poxy TikTok runs amok
Crass puns..shock thuggery
This lot don't give a jot
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Bitter sh**ter Twitter
Greedier needier seedier
The death of mass media
X marks the spot!
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To the skies...cries of have we sinned..the seasons spinned...winter grinned as before it’s really beginned...spring’s been sneakily binned..
That bitter wind does cheekily blow...delivers tingling..slivers of mulled wine mingling shivers..oh and..shed loads of snow..
You know it is nature's calling card...as the bleached flurries hurriedly dart. ...shards of frosty farts falling hard....
Slippery slurries beached...frippery start to beseeched.. billow wisps like waspish wafts of blossoming willow..
Chuffed to see a lush plush pillow..fluffed...puffed..buffed..kept aloft from mush.. with crystals soft..silky..stuffed
A natural ebb and flow gush...a smattering...then a rush...splattering to and fro..
Winter’s web.. gleaming coats of teeming white bright light beaming notes...
Dreams of fairies schemes….streams across mystic moats..dairy prairies floats...
Scoops of snowy soup spills..stoops and swoops…down the hills..droops off daffodil troops..
Everything swathed..bathed in wintry tiding...the sodden sky pours... hints of sly footprints trodden hiding…
Huddling crystal clusters grasping.. riding..gliding…deciding detours…
Blizzard wizard’s rasping rally…cuddling..clasping.. contours of the valley floor..
Last post gong of our winter host boast.. sounds like a love song..
In this Proustian getaway... adore the festooned foray..
Marooned yet cocooned…this wild hideaway soon shunning..
Being wreathed in bleakly stunning cunning..
Turns back to being shrouded..sheathed in meekly clouded mild...
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Fickle sunbeams tickle fluttering daydreams...…
Lyrical lapping lullaby encores...
Gingerly stroke sandy shell shattered shores..
Starlings spy…sky high murmurations...
Skimming stones....slicing silky sheens..
Voluptuously verdant riddles…islands within idylls...
Scattered daffy darlings..dilly dally...
Sunshine splattered chlorophyll candles...
Animosity as an ersatz monstrosity shines…
Saluting highfalutin pomposity..devouring skylines..
Notes of cut grass gloats floats from..
Middle class mowed manicured marvels..
Criss cross collaborations… surf the tailored turf....
Billiards baize ablaze with petrichor whiffs
Festooned with afternoon nana nap snores..
The radio's heavenly hum of cricket scores...
A duvet of familiar riffs...murmurs of what if's..
An inkling..whispers of summer's sprinkling serendipity twinkling..
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Bubbling babbling burbling banter from the bar..
Sup hush….memory lane trip...Proustian rush..pleasingly tickled.
Plushly ebbed…spidery beer swirls webbed…lace whirls..grace dimpled dappled jar..
Perch...parched pagans besmirch..sip...druid fluid drip..Iris’s secular church..
Venerate yesteryear dips…commemorate Faustian fillips....teasingly pickled..
Smug treacle toned thatch rugs hugs sturdy slabs.. shrugs..
Tugs tussling tree torn trusses and trestles....
Trumpets tradition.. crisp crumpets in flames..sedition flickering..
Like sassy strumpets calling each other names…playfully bickering..
Remember the surreal cast….gayfully ethereal echoes..
Beacons blush in the embers of the past..
Classy pubs dripping with polished pewter.. parochial paraphernalia…ballsy brass...
Crepuscular charms. splinters splicing smokey shadows..
Wafting whispers.. across tobacco tinted tainted times..
Whistles whetted..quaffing…quenching ...cavorting with crannies..
Carousing with nooks naked in timber flannelled panels..
Canoodling on fecund bulbous bales farm foraged.. freshly fashioned...
Flirtatious follicle flicks....gurgling guffaws, raffish rascals' whisky whimsy..
Courting curious covens..sporting prosecco cackle cacophonies.
As sons become dad..in turn perched with their lad..
Lady lawyer betwixt a pimpled tyro…local employer, bumpkin on the giro..
Museums of marvels.. hoodwink misplaced metaphors..
Laced with a house pour of moreish memories of before..
That without impunity the nub of a pub..
The bar.. a community hubbub hub..
Gracious Landladies…loquacious Landlords..
Sagacious stars...near and far..
We raise our jar.
For our home from home..
A public house..
Ta..
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Virat..never ersatz..fat cat with the bat
Look at record book stats in every format
Kerching bling King of tats
Vicious & pernicious in the ring
Kohli kidology methodology thing
Tit for tat..spit for spat
Bit of chit chat
Never ending..mind bending
No caveat..rat a tat tat
Doff your hat & all that
Could only be Virat
Parting platitude ”walking away with a heart full of gratitude”
Could fashion such passion..imbued and renewed..never did ration
Corking rude feud dude..talking..baulking
Stalking..attitude at any altitude or latitude
Memes about teams’ dreams out of kilter
Holy moly Kohli pout filter
Helter skelter belter..propensity for intensity & immensity
Willow Warlock at war
Shock & awe scores
Another blinding
Spellbinding run cascade
No dull lull draws
Just rapturous encores
Flayed and slayed by his masterly blade
Virat keeps composure despite heaps of exposure
Chiku knew he's in full view
Media..film crew queue
Leader but still one of the boys
Poise..no coy ploys.. despite the noise
Petulant up for the fight
Game reader..always right
Never reluctant to be truculent
Intransigent,belligerent yet diligent
Gifted superstar lifted the bar
No one else on a par
Move over for the incandescent
Luminescent…iridescent supernova
Going toe to toe with any foe
Standing proud…gung ho
Stealth in rude health..feathers ruffles
Scuffles and kerfuffles with the crowd
Even sometimes himself..out loud
Big hitter knew India had to get fitter
Their fanatical flair babysitter
Unique freak..demanding..technique and physique
The script..lets get ripped..or reprimanding
No more whim vim but vigour
Hustle..muscle & bustle in every tussle
The trigger...some gym rigour
Could not be clearer...end of magic era
Fans' Peter Pan Talisman of Elan
No-one would a tragic badger hold dearer
Kohli.. first one man band brand
Stopping Tests flopping..becoming bland.
Virat gave the oldest format a hand
Craved...saved and raved about his fave
Both mentor and depraved grand tormentor
As planned ...grandstand the Kohli brand
In the frame engraved as top
Hall of fame name
In the most beloved sort
Of this glorious sport
Have we seen…has there ever been
Fatter stat cat..old school yet new cool batter
Viral Virat spiral
Tribal bible revival & survival
Which no-one can rival
The game's ultimate mad hatter
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Bored of deplored
Hordes of frauds
On abhorred company boards
Who applaud flawed
Seats stored…for cheats
Apply or buy on the fly
Enjoy till they die
Getting podgy..betting on dodgy bills
Thrills of blue pills
Moolah the ruler
Swills..fills the tills
Cash revenues poured
Toured here &
Did maraud abroad
All avenues explored
Scored a stash
Claps & back slaps
Promises will slash
Countries floored collapse
Nice one chaps
Ice caps thawed
Adored share price soared
Lust for boom & bust
Must lobby..trust us
Just a hobby jobby
Cigars smoked…booze soaked
Full to the gunnels
With coke choked
Vasal nasal funnels
Despite our fears and nadirs
For years on the fiddle
Peers sneers & jeers
Snaking beast will feast
Diddle..taking the piddle
Not least the riddle
Forgot forsaking the priest
Not reeling…Lords’ laughter
Cheers to Keir again
Feeling calmer after
Starmer’s dafter karma
Who’s forgotten it’s rotten
Even show pony Tony
Did more to stop
Crony phoney baloney
Our hopes on the ropes
Need a disdain campaign
Tropes to end
Champagne reign of gain
This inane arcane
Insane gravy train
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Hunger for perfectly placed punga path
Snakes surely slowly..garlanded scarf
Turns & rakes fern festooned forest floor
Sun dappled glade, bathed and swathed
Glorious green sheens in every shade
Follow the hidden hollow - through a secret door..
Fairies frolic on tour…bucolic tonic to explore
Rumbling..fumbling through moss tumbling dreams
Stumbling…rambling, ambling & scrambling
Rugged roots hugs…tugs.. rock hewn strewn rugs...
Babbling gabbling brooks..dabbling with nooks
Where all is not as it seems
Whispers wafting of winsome wonders
Then through the bush wanders
Boisterous bursts in sensational spurts and splurts…
Spellbound by the sound..moreish moans
Raiding…cascading…braiding polished stones
Pedigree lichen filigree frippery lurches..
Gluts shouldered.. struts bouldered ruts
Gliding sliding down slippery perches
Travesty not to unwind when you find
Mystical, magical, mythical majesty
See this tantalising tree lined tapestry
Mother Nature’s one of a kind churches
I close my eyes and I can see you,
Feel you… love you & miss you so…
You already know.. you are
My special place.. My beloved Koropuko...
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Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises..
Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded..
Deafening din of our chagrin...
Espoused by rabbles roused by mandarins’ sins..
Tarnished...pampered pilferers pickpocketing public purses...
Deploring the warring cacophony of citizens curses..
Ignoring the boring nagging nadir of nurses...
Corporate castles built without stilts on hourglass sands..
Placards versus lanyards..
Culprits preach parsimony from privileged pulpits..
Civic critics.. protests...pyrrhric..?
No tut tuts..relax…gluts of tax cuts for property sluts..
Licentious larcenists..lust for boom then bust..
Lavishly lacing our lives with lies..
Yet the more we holler...hanker..
Murky truths get darker...muckier.. starker..danker..
Avaricious arsonists torching our cries of why...
Leave us lolloping in a regret & forget.. leaking latrine...
Reeking of what could & should have been..
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Let's toot & salute
Folks our bespoke bloke
Having a hoot..
Bearing fruit loot
English cricketing oak
Celestial extra terrestrial Groot
Can't be snooty about tutti fruity
Rooty's booty on lions duty
As an Aussie would quip
You absolute beauty
Humble while records tumble..crumble
Can hear dear old Bumble..no quibble
Told from red rose fold across the Ribble
Saying for me..sold.. Rooty better
Run getter...record setter
Fetter even KP...cricketing gold
In the MCC heaven eleven
Story of forever glory
But never look at me
Only one with a magnificent
Seven on the adored
Boards at Lords
Top of the tree
Despite his fame...just the same
Puts on the gloves
Joy of a boy
Still really clearly dearly
Loves the game
No rebuke..no fluke
For our big grin
Thin White Duke..batting nuke
Believing his pedigree filigree
Web will keep weaving
Nervous laughter
Leaving Indians peeving
Not being cynical.. it's not cyclical...but clinical.
No retrieving the pinnacle.....puns almost biblical
Our glorious grafter...after runs to every rafter
Joe will nurdle...nudge
Scoreboard budge..purring
Dreamy silky creamy
Drives soul stirring
Lamps perverse reverse ramps whirring
By hook or crook
Snook past Cook with
Textbook look & grace
Took fifth place
In the record book race
Will beat all the elite
Breaking Rahul's wall
Shaking Kallis's Palace
Forsaking blunter punter
Ponting..bereft at the
Theft..left..wanting
En song hatching
Catching then snatching
Number one
Dispatching..after so long
Last post gong
Love song of
Dashing don..Sachin
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What‘s better than a biscuit?
Hard to debunk
Treasure trunk funk
Should you let
It get wetter
Would you dare risk it?
The trick a quick dunk
Or could flunk..flick..kerplunk..
Mushy chunk sunk..messy junk
Slushy slunk..in the tea you drunk
So at your leisure
Pleasure one’s self
Don’t regret your stealth
Forget your health
Wealth beset on the shelf
So feeling restive?
Yearn for a digestive?
Appealing…suggestive
No shock..dark choc
What else will cut the mustard
With a brew…for a few bob
Recurring theme..does seem
Will always dream
About a custard cream
Almost sob…as I Lob
A hob-nob in me gob
Ta pour more cha
In fine fettle
Be a slob
Turn on the kettle
Bickies in the jar
On the sofa settle
Sins within tins
Spurn concern
Ignore the racket
As
Hats do doff
Knew from the off
On a roll
The sole goal
Quaff another cuppa
Down your cake hole
Scoff the whole packet!
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