it's turned out not very nice today
time to keep in the warm I'd say
I'll flick the switch for summer heat
burn some oil - a winter treat
using the planet's stored up fire
I’ll warm all the water I require
plants and plankton from the dawn of time
finally reach the end of the line
in controlled combustion they meet their doom
in the unseen boiler room
and as the wind outside starts to whine
I bathe in the Cretaceous sunshine
Stephen A. Roberts
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- To Beauty, A Prayer - Kathy Figueroa
- Still Only 62p A Litre - Stephen A. Roberts
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- The Knowing - Susan Jones
- A Very Short Journey - Marianna Pliakou
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- Poem From The Hippie Days - Kathy Figueroa
- Beauteous Morn To See The Day - Chris Hudson
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- Not Sad - Diane Scantlebury
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- Sorry Peter, Paul and Mary - John E Blaise
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- Never the Right Time - Diane Scantlebury
- To Rhyme Or Not To Rhyme - Janet
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