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Monday, 1 July 2019

Six Short Nonsense Poems




i)

A brillig in his slimy toad
Did borrowdale inwardly.
Until resplendent in maths
He gave forth a fart
Of infinite extent... only more so.

ii)

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, never cames
Except it did yesterday and befores too.
So let's not rest until then.
We must and shall and will and must.

iii)

Oh God in the Almighty Times,
Thundered thrice but once
And then left it put
Where no one fears to tread -
Lest be lest be lest be.

iv)

Morning has opened again tomorrow -
Until shall be bright among thee-and-thee.
Munchies on the corbetts
And evershallbe unto most.

v)

Balderdash is weak and won't.
It slides its apparel at yah.
Love it, baby, sure too?
Oh I'm coming for two here.
Open wide and let me in.
Oh Deary Me, fucked off as ever.

vi)

Jesus H. the Corbett blest thee deep
More too yes less than before
And then again into infinity.
Or borrowdale again in his quagmire
Of utter desperation
Until then and when and why,
We most do love this.



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