when Allan slept Sarah observed
his arches so beautifully curved
if caught she might look somewhat absurd
no matter, ’cause she felt rather stirred
Allan abided by a routine
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his feet received amazing hygiene
literally, all sparkling and clean
and powdered to encourage a sheen
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Would never wear a hat,
As a bat
Chooses not to initiate chat.
We’re women and we’re bus drivin’,
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around your neighbourhood.
We only take aboard women (and girls),
is that clearly understood?
Keisha, a girl, with an unusual tic.
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She’d knee any man met, ’til they were sick.
“you’ve got somethyng to seye? shoot!”
to arthur tolde guynevere.
“i have gotte the world on mute,
therfore youre soundscape ys cleare.”
“well,” arthur bygan, “it’s the whisperyng knights who shift,
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sat unsettlyng around the round table –
that awkward over-sized weddyng gifte.”
“from my father!” guynevere loud voiced, yn this fable.
I understand how social media,
auction sites and search engines,
passing information amongst themselves,
without any direct,
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I notice my own passing thoughts,
birthed in my brain,
appear soon afterwards as adverts on the computer screen.