Postcard from Edgware Road

23 Dec

Frances Gow


Edgware Road is long like a leverleech
and has chilly feet and jelly wellies.
They do this thing called shopping where
they barter for exchangeables like trappings.
My food is a short stubby cyber plug
which tastes of smorgbord.
They have exploding drinks here, so you
have to be quick lest you end up wet and thirsty.
My bed has air-conditioning and foldaway
flaps that don’t cover my strattlebean.
Sometimes we eat in the big yellow ‘M’,
but not before sundown.
They scrape the dirt from their eaters with mint,
but when I tried, my human ran away.
I followed, but a big red ship tried to run me down.
Good thing I had my warblers on.

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Posted by on December 23, 2014 in Uncategorized


2 responses to “Postcard from Edgware Road

  1. Frances Gow

    December 23, 2014 at 7:06 pm

    Seasonal Greetings and thank you for the re-blog!

    • marcusdude52

      December 23, 2014 at 7:31 pm

      My pleasure.I look forward to your next post.


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