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Hey egoistic Chris Bowen!  You are neither thespian nor doyen  The silly goat will fall into a moat  And the fish will get him by his throat!  So, don’t blow your ill-sounding horn  You are serving a fish, not Capricorn!  Did you know all that gibberish about climate  is not even fit for the humbleContinue reading “Take a bow, Chris Bowen!: A poem “

Hey Mr Donald Trump!  You know too well your rump  The world is sore and bump  So, are you chimp or chum?  You know the trick and fix  for all the Toms, Harrys and Dicks  And Elon Musk can busk  that he got you your cake rusk  But it was me who got you itContinue reading “Hey Mr Donald Trump! Do you know your rump?: A poem “

Cancer! O Cancer!  You are no intrepid dancer  You don’t even have an answer  to why you are not Gemini’s romancer!  And how that ambitious fish  wants to make pole to pole its wish  Scorpio and Aries didn’t savour the kitsch  when Prakash Saint Paul spurned the Sun for a ditch  If you know anContinue reading “Cancer, you are not Gemini’s romancer!: A poem “

Do you think  duty is as easy as a drink?  Do you think  that you can have treachery cover all your pages like ink?  How does it feel  when evil adds poison in your every meal?  What can you pack  in your bag of possessions that are always hijacked?  Do you know  what it isContinue reading “It was never easy to be me!: A poem “

Did we think Aquarius was in the Atlas ranges grains?  Can one fool an ever wise but very sublime James?  Is Atlas 31, Leo or Aquarius, or just coming to Pisces’ aid?  Are we being fooled by a future of fish in a sandwich of marmalade?  Yes, we have sun and shade equally in thisContinue reading “Atlas 31 or Get Lost Pisces!: A poem “

O Brother Jesus, do me a favour!  You know, you were only the fish’s saviour  You must realise, that it’s now or never  Or else, it will always be sea, rain and river  Remember, that you, I never did blame  But I can give you glory and take away shame  There is so much sufferingContinue reading “O Brother Jesus, do me a favour!: A poem “

Nice Albanese, does your pussy of a mouth always point to the South Pole?  How did your orgy feel, lifelong, in the waterhole?  Did Prakash Saint Paul swim up and take up all of your slimy womb?  Did he leave any space for more, any room?  What dish do you fancy? you salivating fish!  AnContinue reading “Nice Albanese, aren’t you and Prakash Saint Paul in cahoots?: A poem “

Nice Albanese, do you have ices in your pussy Pisces?  For you, and only you, Prakash Saint Paul is the nicest!  Like him, you are enriched with the most clandestine mind  He is a creeper, and you are like a voracious creeping vine  And can you both share a nude watery bed?  May you bothContinue reading “Nice Albanese, do you have ices in your pussy Pisces?: A poem “