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Aardvarks? Don't talk to me about aardvarks A slim figure in a bright red dress, he And Wensleydale cheese At least, his mouth was open He always washes his hands after pissing He can drink anyone under any table and still talk sense He eats bricks for breakfast, and his wife He may be a gentle man, but he's no gentleman 'He's dead, you know' I say wittily 'Hold on a minute, love, my hands are wet' I hold my thirty pence tight I love you! I love you! I love you! I needed a shave, then I was shaving If the boot fits, put it in: I'll not learn to love my little garden I'll not plant little trees and little flowers, I'll send you an ear to prove it I'm in a muddle. My brain, I mean, is. I'm glad. I'm glad that I came. I'm glad that you came. I'm sad. Indeed, he tried for months: In the sort of building that has no past It can't he true It felt like a large lump of potted meat It felt like nothing else on the shelf It is a new month, August, It is morning and the letter-box It recalled that recurring dream: It looked like either blood or chocolate It's no use saying you don't believe it: It's no use saying 'What's the matter, Darling?' It was in Darlington, no, Sunderland: It was in Sunderland, no Darlington: It was worse, much worse, than the worst 'It's a bit weird' Nev said. hooked It's along story, there'll be people to tell it. It's as firm as a ruptured sphincter It's as lively as impotence It's as precious as mud It’s as succulent as dust It's as useful as a potato peeler to a no-armed man It's the funniest thing since guillotines: It's last night's playful bites It's not funny, and gets less so It's nothing out of the ordinary. Just between the twenty of us, I'm sick Like a bird in a tree in a poem in a book Maybe I’m stupid; I know My dear, this is what being a poet is: My depression's without doubt post-coitus: My head is not my own, and the banana My view of the town is less interesting than sinister, No. I mean yes. I mean Oh! I don't know One bacon sandwich tastes much the same as another Or else, a headless plastic doll 'Scrub that floor!' she'd shout, and 'Wipe those tables!' She calls me eccentric, because She never can quite get as much to eat as she needs: She's the most horrible person I've never met. So: So what: Such a miserable, ugly, stupid, tedious Swallow the key, I'll search you for it Taking hold of the large, The bedouin sedately The breast things in life are 36-D The Chief Inspector knows constipation The connecting rod (big end) slipped out but The diagram showed how the stud mounted: The drill is louder than the radio The dusting? The hoovering? The ever-popular torture table, The hardening mud I The hoovering and dusting The new Mr Barnsley The sheep on the bridge The sheep on the ridge The telephone boxes, all five of them, The telephone boxes, all four of them, The toilet won't flush and the banana The whips, the handcuffs, the leather masks The woman with the split lip and personality The Yorkshire pudding was good, the roast beef There's always vinegar, This is the new, some say best part of town, Today! travel free, standing Two men were holding a third upside-down by his ankles Two smiles, cautiously What do you mean, we've nothing to worry about? What you need is more vinegar, We all make mistakes, I've made more tham most. 'Yes, my poetry is fine, my wallet You can't beat an octopus 'You mean next door's damn telephone?' he said. 'Your foreskin smells of sandwich spread' she said Zebras? Don't talk to me about zebras |
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