Verbiage!
It’s what I spout out!
My words (not mine, just borrowed)
thrown together
like a last-minute picnic,
determined to make
all attendees squirm
at the fare provided.
.
Verbal Garbage
only destined for the bin,
with much correctness left out
and such errors, as can be used,
left in.
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As I look out from London Bridge
I spy two bikes and a rusty fridge,
a shopping trolly, a tyre or four,
A traffic cone – one? There should be more;
and all at once the tide comes along,
and all is clear, and all that is wrong
is hidden from sight;
one is the day, one is the night.
Graeme Sandford 