Goodbye Krampus, return to your castle of jet

No 'Ho Ho Ho' for you, old friend

Don't Krampus style big ears!

Elves we may be, but we're hard as gnomes.

Winter's empire is advancing through snow

Christmas spirits keep the supermarkets going

What do we do with a drunken Santa?

Asked the drunken Krampus, shall we give

Him mulled wine and keep him away from

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From spaceships of harmony

Into the fires of Hell

Mouldy undertaking no more

A trodden mind, angry in the Nut Bar

I need more than seven words, please

Neil Young – grim and grizzled –

Summoned by starship –

Says he can’t go because of his terrible I.B.S.

Drinking tears to dry up the well, pointless

Advertising tissues then.

She wasn’t always fifty ...

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At least 80

If I see tomorrow

I shall see the sunrise

The settlements were fragile,

Yet at the same time, strong

A descent into madness –

Resurfacing at Thursday Club

I’m always happy to stop for a hitchhiker

Over the years I’ve had

Elvis Presley and Lord Lucan as passengers

But everyone thinks I’m lying

Slender Man, Enderman, carrying things,

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Don’t pick up hitch-hikers

Whether at high noon

Or covered in red petals and blood

Dreaming of American skies

Trusted positions to make you relax

Be careful not to mention the Karma Sutra

Or a mobile phone will ring

Or a bluebird sing

Basildon bonds & lined paper

Snowflakes fall between the lines, melting

Oh Walter, dear husband of mine

Stiff as...

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Hypnotic Methodist Tingling

A sea of souls awaiting slaughter for freedom

Mermaid, just say no

On a darksome day we skipped to death

Marked by a felt-tipped pen

There is sadness, but not without hope

Samuel Bamford is protesting

In Hong Kong

Filming on his smart phone, filming,

Sharing, filming, sharing. Hoping it

Won’t be edited out, won’t be his ...

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Boris lurks in clever Grecian lines

Pernod! Demos, oher!

I met her on Tinder, Medusa, she said she was Greek

Now I am stood here with a statue of Apollo

Bandaged babies, lepers and bikes

Refrain, refrain, rain

Boris Johnson is trashing

Davey’s wine bar,

Demis Roussos is singing ‘Do you

Think I’m sexy?’ to Angie and Dave

See the sea, let the wi...

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Overhanging your tiredness

Coming home

Ah 60’s! Too young, let’s do it again.

60’s women, short skirts, knickers

Don’t look now in Blackpool

The man selling sand is here again

What comes before?

Silent silver surfing by the sea

Falling into the past

Looking back, we see clearly.

Footprints in the sand of disbelief

Nowhere to fly across...

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Charles Bukowski turned up late

Daybreak at 80, never too late

Scrolling TV banter blown off the run

This skydiver is higher than a kite

Look up, it’s raining books

Pouring poetry across over step platforms

Stepping on to Platform Zero

Born into this life of looking up too much

The sky is too high, the battle too long.

Lost in the fog of war, always look u...

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Man Ray’s aggravated coffee sneaked

A glance at the new frontier

Thumbs up, India’s best lemonade,

Top of the pops!

An organised death takes Aunt beyond black

Rehydrate the astronaut. The sun approaches.

Whilst cleaning, it’s important to scrub

Behind the fridge.

Catacombs holding rooms in mind of carefully

Packed past chapters.

A bank, some bleach, a b...

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Silence, echoes, look at the colours

And Distant Distractions

Minks and stoles all of this reminds me of you

Silver hunter's knife

Overseer left mute

Soiled aliens desperate in Heaton Moor

Park stumble on a Mel

Brooks look-a-like

Inside the man bag, inside the wardrobe

Inside the mind, a voice, a naked voice

Lost in the wardrobe, he looked for 

Dead bodie...

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Helix barriers all over the world

Riddles flow through digital death traps

What is a man now with no cheap cigars

A mad dead love of afterthoughts gone

Mad Tony's hologram cycles around the

Lanes of South Wales as Alexa 

Shouts "Give us 20 pence!"

Ooh! I can see Winnie the Pooh

In The wardrobe!

The candle, the book, and the wardrobe;

Wet washing and dag...

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