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Poem No 112

POEM TITLE Our Landlord ......


POEM Our landlord that art in Blackness

Colm be his name

his and Sheena’s kingdom has come

their will has been done- in the lounge bar and the sitoutery

They give us our daily lobster

And forgive us our mocking of all his random artefacts

as we forgive him all his dubious comments

He freely leads into temptation

but prays we do not stray into evil

For the lobster pot is his kingdom

And the power and glory of his art gallery will be forever and ever

Amen

Awomen

Anon-binary - including all the LGBTQ plus communities

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