Poems by Mark Rawlins

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  • Kids (1)

    Hooded shadows lurking
    in the darkened corners...

  • Life (7) 8 HM

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

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

  • I've never had a period, it's true.
    I've never suffered labour pains like you...

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

  • Incubator, mother's breast.
    dressing up box, old string vest...

  • Narration (5) 4

    A man with an alsatian .... on Macclesfield...
    After some consternation .... and much...

  • But Earth has not anything .......
    or anyone...

  • You're a petty little man
    With a petty little life...

  • I'm sorry if you're finding
    my effimg and my blinding...

  • We will teach you all a lesson,
    you 'political elite...

  • With thanks and apologies to the late, great Mr...
    Big brother's on the telly...