Category Archives: Nonsensiliosity

On Streams & Dreams


Much water, many bridges and the tides of time do change; the world goes topsy turvy and it looks all kinda strange. I saw it floating past one day, the future that is past; it bobbed round in the current … Continue reading

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A Little Poem Of Tarts by Sophie Fletcher


You can get all sorts of tarts Making them is one of the arts Lemon, jam and berry too Though I don’t think there is one of poo Some are plastic some are real Some even taste of orange peel … Continue reading

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The Man In The Moon


If the man in the moon comes down to play will we all wish that he’d go away? People tell me he’ll come soon; that magical person in the moon. They show me pictures of ‘secret bases’ and up on … Continue reading

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Response to A Meme’s Lament


Well fuck you Meme; I hate your type you fill my life with meaningless tripe. I hope you die, you worthless post; I’ll rejoice when you give up the ghost. The only sadness your death will cause will pass with … Continue reading

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I Write


There’s times I write of nothing, when nothing’s to be writ but other times I start to write and think on it a bit. It’s then I find the reason I first put ink on the page; for this lowly … Continue reading

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Spelling


I once knew a man who could spell, and he could do it very well. He’d spell words that were quite long; he knew where each letter did belong. It’s most obvious that he was old ‘cos he spelled word … Continue reading

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Ostanenie


Ostanenie A word that many would never use, prefer to lose or just excuse. But it’s meaning’s clear if we hold it near it’ll help us steer a path through the grime of space and time, reaching heights sublime. So it … Continue reading

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FARTOLOGIST


I am a true fartologist, I let them out all day The way I let those farts rip My butt cheeks they do flay The methane I’m releasing Could warm the planet wide And if you’ve got a nose that … Continue reading

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My Fifty Shades of Grey


Been there and now I’m over it, those fifty shades of grey; really, what’s the fuss about, we all get old one day. I used to be a mousy brown, then grey bits did appear; pretty soon those grey bits … Continue reading

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Sophie’s Nose


My little Sophie has a nose when she has a cold it’s like a rose but mostly it’s a kind of brown with wrinkles if she wears a frown. A pretty button twixt her eyes, tears run down it when … Continue reading

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Did I die?


The letter said “Just a quick note, It seems you drowned, you silly goat! You drowned; your body floating round, your bloated carcass, a farting sound of noxious gas escaped from you; the ‘stench of death’ so they all knew … Continue reading

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The Wisdom of my Age


I just realised today’s today and not some other time, and so I’ll sit down with my pen and write a little rhyme. I’ll make it deep and meaningful like all good odes should be; I’ll just take a jumbled … Continue reading

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Sophie’s a galloot


Sophie’s a galloot and I love her so. Sophie’s a galloot and I love her you know. Sophie’s a galloot and she’s also funny. Sophie’s a galloot and she’s my little honey.

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Where am I?


Just yesterday my life was here; now I find it over there. It doesn’t matter where I am, I find I’m never there. Now suddenly, it’s where I am; a place I’ve never been. I find that I am standing … Continue reading

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The Echidna’s Tale


The Echidna with his nose so long Sounded funny when he sang a song And “Happy Birthday” he did sing To a tiny Budgy on the wing He joined the party, spikes and all Balloons were popping, wall to wall … Continue reading

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