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By Skyclad, Look what I got for Valentine's Day:
Lady Luck came along,
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By Skyclad, See the red "messiah" high upon a soap-box pulpit
Agitating his
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By Skyclad, 2 A.M. a southbound junction - innocence takes flight
Common sense
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By Skyclad, Just a blank expression sitting in an easy chair
The living
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By Skyclad, Silently gazing from the window -
My mind detached from space
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By Skyclad, From far outside
Earth's fragile atmosphere
It's clearly apparent that the end
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By Skyclad, A girl read my runes in the warm dressing room,
It
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By Skyclad, See the brave toreador
just look at him thrive
Off the crowd
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By Skyclad, "Though I may seem callous" cried old Thomas Malthus,
"Paupers are
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By Skyclad, You came, you saw, you conquered as a woman of
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By Skyclad, Hands locked in darkness - a nocturnal greeting
We flutter like
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By Skyclad, While sons and daughters of the empire
Stained the map red,
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By Skyclad, On wednesday the seventh your flight departed,
you waved us goodbye
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By Skyclad, (Adapted from the poem "The Storm" by Alison LR Davies).
It
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By Skyclad, Mother I'm so sorry for this thing I've gone and
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By Skyclad, He was just a lad of fifteen years
Who barely fit
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By Skyclad, Down from the glen came the marching men
With their shields
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By Skyclad, The devil's circus came to town - we watched the
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By Skyclad, All you needed was somebody with a dream,
A fool to
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By Skyclad, Look what you get for following leaders,
who lead from the
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By Skyclad, I am the king of all that I survey
beware my
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By Skyclad, Life's really a chocolate box -
some do without - others
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By Skyclad, All around me strangers scurry -
In a crowd but all
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By Skyclad, As the daylight starts to fade -
Twisting shadows all around.
Dead
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By Skyclad, Just what nobody wanted, I'm just what nobody wanted.
I think
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By Skyclad, Show me a politician who's a man we can trust
And
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By Skyclad, Well we all learned how to use a fork and
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By Skyclad, See her face shine in the moonlight--
Soft as silk and
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By Skyclad, Dance with the lilies in the shadows of the valley
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By Skyclad, I remember my grandmother sat with her radio,
tea cup and