Poetry: September 6, 2005

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Since God 
Is evoked as the author of war 
Is it any wonder 
Why there are less Christians than there
Were before?
People pray for peace 
While the government prays 
To extend the lease

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Each mesmerising thing 
Is attended by spirits,
Half attached to what it observes
And still tethered by tide 
To the masses 
This is why the pull and sway 
Of 
A woman's mind is made this way
Even before 
Knee-socks give way 
To dresses
To make love 
To all of the world
While it kills 
What it caresses

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I knew a man as old as the wood
But he could say No 'Ah' before the flood
Or at least this is what he claims 
Before, he'd clear his throat and out leapt flames

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Is butter proud to be hard 
Relieved to be soft?
The latter means joy can be spread
The former just tears up the bread.

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Hickory dickory dock 
The mouse ran up the clock
You'd think she'd spotted some cheese
Instead she was out running her fleas.

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I lay in bed in rumpled sheets 
Dreaming what I'd boasted
Meanwhile the pig was chasing apples
While my ass was getting roasted.

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Glow worm Glow worm
Advertise your centipede 
Your friend is a foot stores dream 
And you both have many mouths to feed.

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When Venus De Milo had arms 
She had no reason to shelter her charms
From those who were prone to hang on 
And once her hands turned to stone
Begged the next sculptor to leave her alone

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Rose quartz ringing joyful bells
And with a rush of giggles the heart swells
Sometimes rhymes are indulgent, lenient 
Most times simply convenient

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And with a great big fart , they all laughed
And she blushed redder than a bull's spear
Even the champagne bubbles turned flat
And tasted more like sulphur after that!

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