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Edward Lear

….was nowhere near ….Scan 87

…then Pete Gutteridge came thru the door in a far from coherent state… he’d not been able to sleep last night after dental surgery and needed herding towards my door (exit) and his bed (entry)….

…completely stuffed my train of thought…

…now I’m peeing green.

….(this doesnt even make a weak attempt at rhyme or rhythm)….

…(apologies to Edward Lear and poets everywhere)

4 Comments

4 responses to “Edward Lear”

  1. fragglerocking ⋅
    July 21, 2013 at 8:57 am

    that speaks to the funny bone in my soul.

    Reply
  2. killkaties ⋅
    July 21, 2013 at 9:29 am

    They both sailed off to Japanese seas,
    They both were peeing green.
    The pair of them felt much more at ease
    As soon as they both had been.

    Reply

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