Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Poems from a lexicon lacking the word for God

Some time ago, when I was still teaching, a colleague gave me a set of little magnetic words for the fridge.  I have forgotten their provenance, but they certainly posed a challenge, reflected in the title.   So I thought I would post something different.  Apologies to family and friends who have may have scanned these in our kitchen!

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Look, howl, people.
I don't think that man
is a large monkey.
Yes, broke, tragic celebrity,
Small animals are gone,
Fast plastic money runs away.

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