Wednesday, 4 June 2014

Each Way Bets and Two Way Streets

Perhaps I may have missed a point
When about and out I travel
To leave at home my favourites
Which may bring journeys to unravel

Any liquids creams sharp objects
Knives and forks or mayonnaise 
Lolly sticks or flossy molar picks
Causing Custom eyes to faze

Only you may pack your bag
Never leave it unattended 
For there are those one must suppose
Who plan to bring you down upended

Crazy lusts for spiteful acts
Murder missions based on piety
Schizophrenic stealthy whisperings
Highlight a mashed up bashed society

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