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Mr Twee
Warfare rages, blood pressure races, worry lines etch into our faces
Predictability always soothes
So we turn our glaikit eyes to you
A saviour decked in red, white and blue
Be our hero, Mr Twee.
Crashing chords in minor keys
Experimental creativity
Please god - spare us all of these!
For our stilted minds cannot compute
Unfamiliar jarring tunes
Blandness is the ...
Friday 4th April 2014 7:36 pm
Dostoyevski's Chicken
Dostoyevski’s Chicken
Ladies and Gentlemen
Boys and girls
In this space and around the world
Raise your hands
Let flags unfurl
For Dostoyevski’s Chicken
She can sing – she can dance
She’s signed up for a comedy romance
A billion web views – not by chance
For Dostoyevski’s Chicken
Here’s a fowl you all can rate
She’ll never end up...
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