Rhythm and Blues…

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I’ve lost my rhyme.

The poetry doesn’t flow from my thoughts anymore.

I don’t know why.

I’ve lost my whistle.

There’s only silence from my lips these days.

I don’t know why.

I’ve lost my hum.

No songs are playing in the background my mind…

I don’t know why.

 

 

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The little things…

It was nice to catch up with some friends.

Dinner and beers.

A few games of darts.

It was nice when the last one left.

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Curling up in bed with my Jem.

It’s nice.

 

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Little Miss Tuffet…

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Little Miss Tuffet,

needs to learn when to stuff it…

‘backchatting’ won’t win points from me.

I’m glad that she’s fierce,

It’ll help through her years,

but cheekiness, will earn her no tea…

 

 

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Jack…

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Jack be humble,

Jack get fit…

Jack, you’ve turned into an arrogant prick!

 

 

 

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A bad reputation…

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I’m tarred with a familiar brush,

the gossip mill runs riot.

My history isn’t in the past,

backstabbing isn’t quiet.

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