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Inattention to detail (a joke)
A Poem by
gingerfella
Halted; hated Healed; ailed Death elated Idle titled head But the devil is not In the detail There’s no V
Steve and Gertrude; Me and Bill
A Poem by
gingerfella
Frailty, thy name is woman Steve Davis, thy name is Steve Or Mr Davis The clue’s in the name In fact It is the name I could write Shak..
OED
A Poem by
gingerfella
It’s not a real word If it’s not in the dictionary I’m told But it has to be a word To get in the dictionary But it can’t..
Poem
A Poem by
gingerfella
He didn’t want a piece of cake. Or biscuit. He hadn’t wanted the cup of tea But he’d taken it. Weak Milky In china He didn&rs..
Mostly nonsense
A Poem by
gingerfella
A housewife ate a Tesco bag Whilst tattooing a confederate flag On her child’s reversible head Which somersaulted and fled Along the train t..
Socks
A Poem by
gingerfella
Only buying black socks Means Never having to pair Them up She cried into a pillow I wanked into a sock We both ended with Salted cotton L..
Location as a key business decision for first time..
A Poem by
gingerfella
She thought long and hard About the best location For her seashell shop Inland A rarity value A certain cachet But you had to consider The tran..
Poem
A Poem by
gingerfella
As Come Dine with Me opened She glanced across Smiled And asked “What are you thinking?” You’re dependent on the editing T..
Rotary washing line
A Poem by
gingerfella
Rotary washing line Static Now carrying a hanging basket Rarely clothes Made redundant By tumble dryer And weather Never spinning More a clot..
Wall
A Poem by
gingerfella
I stared at the wall Desperate for it to represent Something. But it wouldn’t It remained a stack of bricks High But only as high as the m..
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