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I shall wear green clothes and sit in darkened rooms
I shall eat green food, lettuce, apples and broccoli
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She is the warmest summer sun
That warms the heart of every man
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Happy Birthday Peter
I hope your day is great
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I would like to be in another time
I would like a different hill to climb
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I sit in quietude and visualise
A cauliflower, hard and round and white.
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this is not my poem. Someone emailed it to me and I liked it so I thought I would share it. I dont actually know who wrote it.
S O M E T I M E S
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Here I am I'm back, I'm here
Raise your glass and give a cheer
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It's ages since I wore my glasses
So this morning when I put them on
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when i was small i had a rabbit
my dad hated it and said he was gonna stab it
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you are my last thought
and my first
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My poor old fucking liver
must be just fit to burst
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Come to me and let me be your
resting place, your sanctuary
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Now your voice is not as soft
And now the words are not the same
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I used to have two buttock cheeks
They wobbled when I ran
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The smell of childhood
Innocence, comfort.
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I don't want to be a lady
Ladies never have much fun
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My uncle Sid, Who's very posh
And said to have a load of dosh
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If we all spoke Esperanto
How much easier like would be
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Although I'm getting older
I still don't have a lot of sense
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I had a boil on my bum
All red and round and hard
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My boy friend calls me electrolux
I kind of like the name
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I am a Filipino
My friends all call me Deano
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Thers a man on this site
Full of humour and wit
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Mahatma Gandhi walked every where in his bare feet so we can assume that he had callouses on them.
He didnt eat a very good diet so he was
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In the distance stood a door
I felt that I'd been there before
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