Two 9ers, for Hilson & Bonney respectively
A little under the weather - hopefully its not swine flu. I wrote these last night when the paracetamol kicked in & I couldn't sleep. Anyway,
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Dear Jeff, hello, it is this same worn joke
in cultivating dates, for instance May 19th 1864,
w/ purpose as a land girl, stamping departments
at Somerset House. Though if my heart t’were an assart,
t’would only pine for SE6, as James’ consult
had left me to Catford –
right atrium akin to Foster Memorial Park
vena cava atoned to Whitefoot Lane
this black heath hithers green by Lewisham & Ladywell.
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Dear Sean, sorry, I have no date for you
for my energetic expenditure is alone around Hackney
walking the Kings’ land, Morning Herald in hand
& though I have slain crossbowmen in Sydney
(w/ four a-levels clasped onto me belt)
my jobsearch is fucking cosmology,
as I was out faking / to taxpayers expense
his white-lily hands ruptured balls pond road,
my character taken by the DWP.
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Dear Jeff, hello, it is this same worn joke
in cultivating dates, for instance May 19th 1864,
w/ purpose as a land girl, stamping departments
at Somerset House. Though if my heart t’were an assart,
t’would only pine for SE6, as James’ consult
had left me to Catford –
right atrium akin to Foster Memorial Park
vena cava atoned to Whitefoot Lane
this black heath hithers green by Lewisham & Ladywell.
* * * * *
Dear Sean, sorry, I have no date for you
for my energetic expenditure is alone around Hackney
walking the Kings’ land, Morning Herald in hand
& though I have slain crossbowmen in Sydney
(w/ four a-levels clasped onto me belt)
my jobsearch is fucking cosmology,
as I was out faking / to taxpayers expense
his white-lily hands ruptured balls pond road,
my character taken by the DWP.