Oatem Folk Poems

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Tinkers Cuss
Oh to be happy, to not care how others judge me.
To be free from restraint that this world so dutifully provides,
To be directed towards achievement.
As opposed to the sofa, where my arse already resides.

One day at a time does one find best
To set upon ones journey, their own path, your quest.
To . . .
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With Oneself
With Oneself

I'm cold.
No.
I'm hot.
Wait.
Am i?
No.
No, I'm not.

I'm happy.
Really?
Or sad.
Or both.
What,
You're just mad.

OK.
I'm good.
I'll guess,
Or bad?
Nope.
You sure?
Definitely.
Simply glad.

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