Monday, May 4, 2009

My newest poem.

'Plate-Spinning'

‘U.F.O Sightings’ is being recorded on the television
The batteries in the clocks don’t need changing

Meat is served to the guest’s right

No-one is rushing roulette
The D.J is scratching at the right points

The hands on a steering wheel don’t cross when driving the guests home.
Spot’s anticipating the Sunday Frisbee throw.

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