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Janice Mccauley Poem
Your love is addictive
Your touch is electric
Your kiss makes me tingle
I adore you
Copyright © Janice Mccauley | Year Posted 2010
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Janice Mccauley Poem
The rat-tat-tat of the rain on the window,
when the duvet's pulled tight round your head,
and its just gone six in the morning,
then its time to get out of your bed.
You can't bring yourself to eat cornflakes,
and your toast turns to dust as you eat,
when your coffee tastes like it was filtered through a sock,
and you feel like you're dead on your feet.
The bus turns up late at the bus stop,
as your shoes start to fill up with rain,
and you're pushed out of the way in the crush to get on,
so you're going to be late once again.
Then at last you get to the office,
and in a panic break into a run,
then just as you get to sit down at your desk,
the rain stops and up pops the sun!
Copyright © Janice Mccauley | Year Posted 2010
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Janice Mccauley Poem
Cloak and dagger for your eyes alone,
Your arrogance will pull you down like a stone;
And power will be lost if the people are told,
Then all of your plans will be left out in the cold.
Those ivory towers will crumble to dust,
When the truth filters out as one day it must;
Once great institutions will drown in the mire,
All washed away by the maelstrom of fire!
Lies and half truths exposed to the light,
All of the liars then put to flight;
Then a new dawn of truth and freedom will rise,
Devoid of oppression and all of the lies.
Time's almost done the secret is out,
And for those who would stop it, let there be no doubt;
The game's almost up and they've finally lost,
But to get to this point, was it all worth the cost?
Copyright © Janice Mccauley | Year Posted 2011
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