How Hard Can it Be?

How Hard Can it Be? Let’s have a baby, make us a friend Start us a family, the fun never ends Ceremonial pill burning, nothing much else to do But first, I have questions, but only a few. How long…

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Your Opinion

Your opinion Oh my goodness, you’ve lovely feet And peacock-like, I began to preen Rarrck, yes I know, they’re cute and clean I’m loving your opinion. But then my boss, a thug, TRex Growled my graft missed her expects “You’re…

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I Hate Dishes

I hate Dishes Boy, I hate washing dishes That soapy, sudsy chore Gloves that squeak No pleasure me A washing, wanting bore Bubbles burst right up my nose Water soon becomes a soup What I’ve rinsed away Sticks back on…

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Cook Me Quickly

Cook Me Quickly  There’s not much hydrogen, oxygen, dirt to go ‘round So cook me quickly Return me to the ground Don’t mourn my passing I’m always there Each leaf on tree, each bird in air It’s been a ride,…

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Ode to Recorders Everywhere

Ode to Recorder Oh, where art thou, Recorder? A painful tooting flute It was a rule, to learn in school How to toot and execute Three blind mice and Eidelweiss Diligently I would play Practicing, squawking daily Doors slammed closed,…

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Imposter

Imposter “You suck!”, the harpy screams Words whirling round my dreams, “Can’t stay the distance, you’re not enough, No one wants you, so you’ll give up, Can’t compete, just leave this game To others much more ‘it’ than you Avoid…

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Confront Your Fears

Confront Your Fears  We’re born with fears, but only two Of being dropped, loud noises too Taught and learned, more fears arrive Some are good, kept us alive Yet some constrain and haunt our nights Do they serve now? Have…

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Don’t Bite

Don’t Bite  Poor little nails, struggling away Night after night, day after day. Down comes the mouth, breath steaming hot Nails cower down, but the mouth eats the lot So ends the tale of this heartless slaughter Look after your…

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Vanquish Shame

Vanquish Shame I burnt some shame today Words of blue to red then grey And grey again Lines dance then licked by flickering flames Still some ink Defiantly remains Now released – should I feel calm? From outside, you don’t…

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I am Artist

Compelled to Create  Compelled to create, and destined to dream Being an artist, ain’t quite what it seems On the scale of stardom , from mega to broke Most artists will languish; we’re not greedy folk Someone felt sorry, four…

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