The Ears Are The Side Entrance To The Soul
Perverse verse by Martin Jeyes
Tuesday, 3 January 2012
Toilet Duck
There’s a stuffed toy duck on my parent’s toilet
Big eyes
Orange beak
A freak.
But looking worn
Forlorn
A toy all mild
No child
No purpose
But I suppose
He hasn’t paid his bill.
I’ve finished my wee now
I’ve a little more time
And a rhyme
To kill.
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