Poems by Timothy

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  • Pretty girls, pretty boys,
    mingle by the firelight...

  • Surprise. Dear, kind water well,
    as I pat the cobbled wall with an echo sort...

  • Stinking sip this beauty horse,
    benign whilst quavering such a sip...

  • Bid me, and your Sally Joe,
    above all sense of multiple weeds...

  • What of it now then?
    Our slavery here hasn't not yet ended...

  • Fingernails were printed on a shelf of broken...
    abused by the riverbed near Ethel's flabby thighs...

  • What are you hiding from me Rosie?
    Because I've begged the bible too many a taste...

  • Parody (3)

    Gibbons grew Mr Moustache
    to please his vacant friends...

  • Cargo (2)

    Really don't mind if your love isn't sweet,
    the shrouds I should tug on are the lungs that I...

  • Dish your flesh upon damp tray
    and whisk your Daughter to Olympus shore...

  • Micro-cats.
    The tiny male courtesy's to society's bleeding...

  • Reeking of Clermont-Ferrand male conditioner
    and inhaling the religion of St Albans parish...