Comparison was made
The elevation was laid
Screwers were implanted
In the torture chamber of my heart.
The art of At-ness
With a loss from Atlas
Only those who spoke well
Could dip their ink in the right spoken well
Like an unrepeated clause
Of those who train animals on all fours
To fight their fights.
The word: FIGHT. Removed.
Beloved in the bereavement
There is no deceiving
In the relieving of a nation trembling
Before the Department of Darrow and Work and Pensions.
Obama is hollow
The crow is said twice
Judas is a Christian Creationism
And Reverend Wright knows the Telos of 9/11.
The world, meanwhile, Created:
Soppy poetry
Debates
2012 – Donald ducked “the greatest”.
I was not there, he said
She said
They rhymed
Children went to bed.
Churchill was sponsor-ed
And a Queen kept her head
Stamp
Duty
Free
Fiefdom.
The aim of land with Earl was not Pearls
The loan of aloneness from Rohan was girls.
Tolls from Eckhart Tolle were akin to the kindness
Of a Dalai Lama with blindness for the Sex On The Beach
Out of reach
Just in range
The EU has lightbulbs again
Environmental frames
Glasses and champagne
Add some sarcasm for a change
Jobs are rearranged
[Some employment]
Careers are for carers
Now is the time of our discontent
That is what Chinese Human Rights must have meant
Ties and blithe remains
And days with the sun overhead are ahead.
It is time to find out what that means instead
Of some fashion show offs on Instgrammar…
… WTF?!
Do you stammer at Kyle Jenner
100 Million remembers
Change you can believe in
D – J
Are you in? with the Royal Djinn
Or do you woke with some Bombay Sapphires
And dreams of A.K.A. Awakener, Enlightener and 2020 Messiah
And handled John Barry the Jerk Chicken worker?

Mothers were creed
When the lathering was feed
Before The Times was split
Between the newness of York.

Can the girls of Manhattan know the Stork?
Is there time for a Long Island Ice Tea when Twinning is bezerk?
How do your stocks grow when I was not facing my books?
Do you send love to Golum for the riddle of my looks?

Honour
Cheese
Gimp
Fried Food
China-Man.

It’s all the same to me.

The race war turned racist
When colours left TV.

There was no room for me
I was in for some gentility
Maths, Cosmology and my A.B.C.
Leave a light on
There was a cooler on Radio 3.
R. Kelly had that vibe at the Wolverhampton Civic Hall
And Mica Paris my One Temptation when Birmingham was Town Hall
Midge Ure was Symphonic for some Pure {John Doe} Love
And Larry Adler predated strip and search on Broad Street with his Harmonic Convergence and sound of a glove.

TDK
Are you P.K.?
Can India play?
Or has Lagaan had the day?
Judgement and the Iraq karma –
War Reports and no lady’s dharma
Stammer
I might rush your love
Could you get me to  a coronary
Some ice would go well this Insurance is swell.

Hey! You’ve got to hide your love away
I might sponsor the Dalai Lama some day.

|Word.

A mean man
I get the concept
A better man
I’ll see what I can do
A higher woman
I can’t believe he did that
The lowest sort
Namaste and Namashkar.

Salute that sun: For the love of God is The Son of Man
England’s plan
Jame’s band
Blur is bland
Oasis has the upper hand
And it’s swears all at glands. Psychiatry’s (P)land
And the Lord lost his Houses to the wand…

… The wanderer returns
Poetry is burned & truth is found in the proof of un-ignored success.
You’re not the best: You’re the best
Ireland was my land when the IRA knew Channel2
Too few
James Joyce’s crew
This is not your land for Ronnie O’Sullivan to be an anti-semitic Jew.

|Jokes\ 🙂

If you mention my name
I will mention my fame
And the game of your lame
Is a claim to my name.
Did you get my name?
It’s my name.
Are you looking at me: Or did you use my name?
Facebook City
Sheffield is pretty
The Crucible is reunited with friends that burned the 1990s.

147HERE WE GO!!!!!
HERE WE GO!!!!!147
HERE WE GO!!!!!
147

There you go.

It’s {*Punch*}:Keith Richards
Where’s my Crash Bang Wallop for the Wop in the Playboy Mansion?

Cliffs of Albion were made in marble
So that Elysium could stumble before time.
When Psychology was a study before the sands of grand teachers
There was masters who knew no boundary.
Thus spoke the higher Time
FIND THE CRIME: and add Para-Paedophile time
To the speedos of £100 Million for an Mi5 go @ the News
Afghani / Guantanamo rowing crew.
This is not for you
Every review
Hold of pension pots
And a black man’s Presidential Library
Rotting away in the darkness of Cassius Clay
(laughing)
Did “Michael” get?

Marry the harm that life does
Find the calmness that Arjuna does
Know the barney after Marijuana does a marry
And sell the man for Monroe to know his army.

If a family cannot know poetry
Then the mathematics of tyranny are free.
So look upon these verses with a spacious smile for race and ethnicity
Robbie Quatrain may not come so easily to the Iambic in me.

Mothers were made for mothers to know parts
Before States cooked up boiling plates and other dark arts.
Sell me a celebrity worth words on 2011
And I’ll know Bart Simpson for their children’s reinvented and disguised heaven.

Where are the hundreds and thousands?
Where is the icing on the cake?
How can you smile in a cage for the soul:
That cusses the rights of .removing. William Blake?

Cancerous lecherous child of the light
Look upon the dump trucks of industrialisation with individual delight
And find Jerusalem absent a fathom after 1612
(1642. What is the music in you?)
When Colombus was as real as your beard and the sting in your tail. A book on the Prince’s delight
Might ignite the mighty to fall
For the Fall of Man all over again
And what is wrong with saying hello to my Colombia’s Falkland’s little friend(s)