Tagged: speech

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Dropping Tea

Poem Some students say they think I’m posh. I am nothing of the kind.   I have learned to watch my lip. Breath, measured. Tongue, clipped. Pauses are well timed.   My broad Luton drawl...

surreal poetry 0

Supposing I Said…

Surreal Poetry   I take it the granting of wishes line Starts here The squeak sound of cheap soles against Silicone, empty chambers of What was that? You’ve got your three Lined up nicely?...