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Posted: 13/03/2021 Filed under: Poetry corner | Tags: alternative, bottle, funny, milk, poetry, solders, strange Leave a commentGlass Warriors – by Romily Whirt
Lined up on the doorstop,
Soldiers without their foil top,
Small see-through battalions,
Stripped of their medallions
They’d fought the war of Cocopops,
The skirmish of hot chocolates,
The battlegrounds of tea,
For coffees paid their fee
Locked up in a cold dark gulag
They could not hoist the white flag,
White blood chilled for freshness,
Both pasteurised and restless
The screech of a an opened gate
The journey rattled in plastic crate,
To Valhalla they think and out of the hunt,
Alas to dairy then back to battlefront
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Posted: 01/08/2014 Filed under: Poetry corner | Tags: ears, kidneys, knees, lobes, nonsense, poetry, strange Leave a commentBodily terrors – by Gloria Headtorch
No….NO…..NOOOOOOAAARRRRGHHHH!
There are noses in my dreams,
Snorting and snuffling and tooting and bubbling,
There are noses in my dreams,
The sort of thing that makes sleep so troubling
Knees feature quite prominently too,
Clicking and clacking and knobbly and retching,
Although I’d wish for something new,
It’s knees and not even ones that are fetching
Don’t get me started on the kidneys,
They frighten me most and make waking a pleasure,
They make me sleep-punch my Sidney,
He says that it’s fine and to punch at my leisure
The lobes! The lobes! Oh Christ yes the lobes,
Most often lobes scare me half blind,
And while I’m worrying about them in droves,
Stalking eyelashes sneak from behind
So while my night terrors are full to the brim,
With feelings of dread and foreboding,
Body parts full of most murderous vim,
With arms on the side-lines still goading.
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Posted: 25/10/2013 Filed under: Poetry corner | Tags: Frankenstein, funny, halloween, monster, poetry, shoddy, strange 3 CommentsThe Shoddy Monster – by Chesney Flatiron
Terrible workmanship
He had never seen a nose,
Look quite as strange as that,
A question to him it did pose,
A thinking under hat
Now he looked the ears were poor,
The eyes were not all there,
Feet that shouldn’t touch the floor,
And hands that were not paired
The more he looked the more he found,
The faults the fizgog featured,
The torso it was far too round,
A funny looking creature
Because the stitching was so rough,
This time he’d save the lightning,
Formaldehyde’s expensive stuff,
The next beast would be frightening
Bizarrely arranged garden centre display of the week…
Posted: 18/05/2013 Filed under: ...of the week | Tags: bears, garden centre, iguana, odd, otter, strange Leave a comment
A bear affectionately strokes an iguana while an otter looks balefully on…
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Posted: 13/02/2013 Filed under: Poetry corner | Tags: comedy, funny, ladies, poetry, scampi, shoes, strange Leave a commentScampi shoes – by Darren Bilgejump
A pair of scampi shoes sit on the beach and dream of life back in the open sea…
The man he is becomes a who,
When he wears his scampi shoe,
When time to eat he always tries,
To consume packs of Scampi Fries
Because the ladies love him too,
When he shows his scampi shoe,
Breeds jealousy in in other guys,
With scampi he barely has to try
The secret to disguise the smell,
He dabs on fragrant greasy gel,
Will he ever be the same,
The scampi shoe that is now tamed
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