Poems by Mark Rawlins

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  • The other me can play guitar.
    He's talented and funny...

  • Dear Sir, (or is it Madam?),
    You don't know me from Charlie Adam...

  • The sad stranger
    who stands still and tall...

  • 'He is quite a catch,' she thought,
    as they stepped out on the court...

  • Face lift from Croydon,
    a loud mouth that annoyed ‘em...

  • I wrote this following reports that police in...
    In the shadow of the castle...

  • When mother land she needs me,
    my mother land she feeds me...

  • I went to see the Doctor, and to her I have...
    that at ten o' clock each evening I get terribly...

  • Life (7) 8 HM

    It's a bumper box of Belgian chocs.
    It's a bowl of wholesome pasta...

  • Red carpet's down in Tinsel Town
    with camera flash and glitz...

  • That’s all folks, it’s no illusion.
    Money talks, that’s your solution...

  • My big red button
    is bigger than your button...