Mr Blobby goes to market! By William Wordsworth

and lo, there by the golden halo
purple dapples all around
off to town to spend his payload
Mr Blobby trod the ground
No tears for his Coulters Candy,
No greetin’ for his wee bawbee
“Good Morrrow” then said I to him
said him to me, “FlobbyWobbyBlobbeeeeeeee.

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A disagreement with T.S. Elliot (Partial Sonnet.)

I question T.S.Elliot’s remark
on April and the jist of what he said.
Some genius loves to languish in the dark
Lapping with the lilacs of the dead? *

So shakening the wakening of the year
Nostalgia and necrosis lay entwined*
For those who covet fantasies of fear
Hoisting sombre umbrellas o’er their mind

For me, this month’s allure has NEVER flagged.
(Coz “April” was the first lass wot I shagged!)

* Inspired by the quote:

“ April is the cruellest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.” -T.S.Elliot

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