Paul Bell
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New Life.A Poem by Paul BellIt was in the laundretteSure it wasThe clothes were going round and roundThe red underwearCame to the foreJust as red underwear was intendedAt that mo.. |
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The ThingA Poem by Paul BellThe autumn leaves fell gently to the ground.Covering the body like a blanket.It lay undisturbed that way.Sometimes the eyes would flicker.Sensing the .. |
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The CrowsA Poem by Paul BellHer mother had been dead a month nowThis was her third visit to the graveShe had noticed the crows on her first visitSat at the grave four rows in fro.. |
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Free.A Poem by Paul BellShe has a tattoo on her breastHates when you touch her nipplesForeplay just yesterday's liesBlack underwear her hidden disguiseNo use playing the love.. |
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Euphoria.A Poem by Paul BellShe thought it a very strange sensationWatching the man on platform 5Then she pushed him in front of the 1505 expressThat pretty blond girl with the s.. |
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OddsA Poem by Paul BellShe’s pregnant with guiltDeep inside in turmoilTwo minutes of lustOff the cuspMakes the colour of little JohnnyA lottery must50 50 odds of despa.. |
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The Death Train.A Poem by Paul BellWe’re all waiting on the death trainTo take us all awaySome will kick and screamSome will merely sayWhere does the death train go toIs it a jour.. |
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The Restoration.A Poem by Paul BellHe always brought the subject up at the most inappropriate of times, usually when some c**t was trying to kill us.Are you a believer now?If I get out .. |
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Heaven and HellA Poem by Paul BellWhat are you doing up here.Let me see now, I died, and now I’m entering heaven.Oh, no you’re not, I’ve already spoken to Peter about.. |
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Come into my web.A Poem by Paul BellShe hated menHated everything about themBordering on the pathologicalHated the way they touched herHated the way they used herShe even hated taking th.. |
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