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Roses are red but now they are in a skip

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Roses are red but now they are in a skip

I went into a corner Co-op in Brum

and I heard this song

 

 as I paid for my sandwich and yoghurt at the robot

I thought that intimacy was intricacy.

It was the night for 'Oversharers Anonymous'

Yearning for love is a curse

because it makes you weak and vulnerable

it attracts people intent on trouble.

Valentine's is a scam

Ding Ding went the West Midlands Tram

as I caught the eyes of a girl

young enough to be my grandaughter.

She felt curiosity

I felt nothing

My passion and lust had turned to rust

My chances had gone

Maybe I'd been wrong that love was a sham

Trudging to a hotel room in the drizzly rain

even the homeless could feel my pain.

They handed me flowers and showered me with love 🌹

out of a corner palisade flew a cooing white dove🕊

The Welshman with a hardened heart

had to find a way to make a start.

The cynicism and distrust, the wariness and weariness

had to be alchemised into softness.

Electronic card turns on the light

Kettle, Telly and Phone

A night's restless sleep

and in the morning leaving for the journey home

Roses are red but now they are in a skip.

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