Monday 21 December 2020

ROBERT ROBOT 2021

 


Tight fist balls limp fruit peelings

From upper pocket pokes cloth calendar

Robot Robert cringes as lowtide strikes

Weeping into a soiled hankie, this can’t be ‘appening

‘twas all a dream

Workshop infants toss around  premature pups

As stained-eyeglasses are dipped

Into some pungent X400

That’ll do the job, dad

Was it all a dream? Asks he

As , laying out flat to alleviate bad dorsal, he squares up his already prominent lower –jaw

Puts trousers back on

Combs hair and folds out penknife

‘this will be what will be will be’ he confusedly mutters


thankz 2 G F Compton 2021

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