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The Ecstasy of Youth

I saw a smurf the other day,
Just after I swallowed a handful of smarties,
I thought they were sweets
But they looked like the things
My brother used to take to his parties.

The trees started talking,
I though it quite strange
Then a poor little dog
Melted into a puddle.
I started to cry,
Tears fell from my eyes
And all i wanted right then
Was a cuddle.

I saw a smurf the other day,
Just after i swallowed a handful of smarties.
I dont think they were sweets
And if thats what they eat
I dont think I'll be going to parties!!!

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Fragile Memory

"Let me down..."
"Let me down..."
Echoes through my head,
It's all that I remember
Of what someone
Once Said.

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Forever Rider

Bleached bones of a fallen beast,
Casting a shadow that points
To the east,
A cowboy rides out
With a noose round his neck,
Travelling north on a
Perilous trek.

The noose is a reminder
That his life is not his,
Not that he needs it
To tell him the truth,
He's atoning for sins
Committed by him
And the noose is just there
For some proof.

His horse pointing northwards,
His spurs jab its flanks,
It jumps on a journey
It knows not to where,
He has been advised
If he gets where he must
That he must handle all things
With great care.

Long weeks follow days,
He ne'er stops for food,
He feels neither hunger,
Nor thirst or fatigue,
His Horse is the same,
Feeling neither hunger or pain,
Though they travel on league
After league.

He stops on the brow
Of a mountainous peak,
To gain the bearings
He felt he had lost.
His eyes sweep the plains
He travels in vain,
Without ever revealing
The cost.

His life had been shortened
For the most part by death,
He had suffered
For what he had done,
His actions alone
Had been the sole cause
Of the loss of his wife
And his son.

And so for his torment
He had been given a task,
That he knew he must
Always repeat,
There was no respite
And no task to be done
And his journey would be
Never complete.

And so he rides on
O'er the endless red plain,
Destined as ever to
Be all alone,
And maybe one day
His skull will be seen
By another as abandoned
Bleached bone....

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The Benefits of Being Single

A horrible smell pervades the air,
It really is quite freaky,
It's time for my monthly underwear change,
Perhaps I should change it to weekly.

Or is weekly too much, I think it might be,
Perhaps I should do it fortnightly,
Because using those chemicals that might harm the earth
Isn't something that I take that lightly.

As I peel off my boxers they crackle and creak,
You could cut through the smell with a knife,
I'm single, I know it's hard to believe,
But I just don't want that trouble and strife.

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Let the Inside Out

In my head there's a wardrobe
That's full of old pap,
And when I write down these words
It's like turning a tap that empties
The cupboard for a small length of time,
Clearing a space,
Line by line,
Rhyme by rhyme,
But when the words stop
The wardrobe fills up,
And I try to decide
To go on
Or give up,
But if I give up
Will the wardrobe explode,
If the info that fills it goes on
And still grows?
Who knows?

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Celeb Gossip

On a lighter note,
The news just broke,
A famous babe seen with a bloke,
Came out of a pub
Or maybe a club,
Slipped in the mud,
Climbed into a taxi
And flashed her knickers
At the paperazzi!!!

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Unexpected

I like it steamy,
Hot and sweet,
I like it twice a day,
I like to try many different things
In many a different way.
I like the feeling on my lips,
I like to hold it in my hands,
I like it in so many ways
That no-one understands.
I like the way it makes me feel,
Purely just for me.
I know some people think it strange
The way I talk about my Tea!!

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I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I smiled,
And I waved,
And I turned
To walk down the train,
To get away from that drain
Down which all of my money
Once poured.

I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I frowned,
And I turned,
And I said
"I don't want it back,
In a bag or a sack,
All that money that you seemed
To defraud."

I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I turned,
And I walked,
And I smiled,
I can ignore them from now,
I'll get the money somehow,
But unlike them I won't vanish
Abroad.....