Cullen Flynch Poems

I am a little field mouse
All fur and whiskers twitchin'
To eat the cheese upon this trap
I must admit, I'm itchin'
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You wouldn't know to look at him, but
Asa Perks could fly
It wasn't even very hard
He only had to try
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When I depart
This mortal shell
They'll say:
Who died?
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You're a beautiful girl; you have captured my heart
And I hope you will always be mine
O' the weft of your eyebrows, so thick and so dark
Forms a wholly continuous line
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In the boardroom of Borden and Crippen
It was hot as a glass-blowers shop
'Cos the air-cooling thingy was busted
After someone spilled gin in the top
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