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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Dead Mouse, It’s Impossible to Eat.

    No lyricist is safe from me I have a habit of twisting lyrics round. “Our House” by the punk band Madness is no exception “Our house in the middle of our street” became “Dead mouse in the middle of our street, dead mouse it’s impossible to eat”. I know it’s a shame but I can’t… Read more

  • Promises Promises.

    I’m stuck in nonsense rut at the moment, I promise I’ll snap out of it soon. PROMISSES I promised myself, I wouldn’t make promises, I didn’t have any troubleAfter all I’m just like anyone else, I live in my own little bubbleI promise I may one day break my promise, if the need arrisesBut if… Read more

  • Bigger

    When I was five I definitely wanted to be bigger. At only six inches tall I was always being walked on, and you know even now age 71 and 5ft 10ins it’s still the same. I wanted to be a bin man (Not a man in a bin) when I grew up, that was probably… Read more