WUN FORE YORE TRIMBLING SUNNDAY

[angelbirde]

tRIMBLE TRIMBLE
GOES MY HART
LIKE A PEBBLE DASH-DOG
caps lock barstade, balustrade, slighlty inmflameosity water!
oh yes you yon trimble-Blake
pallat in hand
foot in mouth
"cunt-opening" in 8th die-mention
space and time- thses the Trimble Points
of my loveing hampton
steer a parf
no larf, no tongue
momolithis monster-oddeysey
range the rover
and rain comes down
and up to skyfeel
ambience ambulance!!! (BRAVO!!!)
here is the nub
the nitty-pity of life
stamp and squash
HEEL, BOY, HEEL
yes its nearly over
on this spechal-most
Sunday ice-cream

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[mat james]

Thanks Angel,

and you wrote a poem just for me
or at least you wrote a poem inspired by my efforts.
I trimble in your Void
sweet ripple
and may you ripple in my trimble
sweet Void.

xxxooo
matbellybgJ