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VERDI, SIR CONSTANCE

I
Sealed ammo doxa:
Here’s vein.
Queuers kissing
Genii in (Boo!)
Lovers Lane.

The hoover mobile
(ET – Come here!)
Queer, havoc is
On glass.

Die or phone.

II
Quail over the plain,
Disease levers Devon
To Margate.

Lundy exile lodges shaman.

Rubella chases quarry
Into duck.

III
Lovers numerous,
Incas of hers,
Rest, dance.

Rio: bring in art,
A clacker, testament
To used fivers.

Vice-storm: argue
Her rights:
Aging art.

IV
The taboulé has
Hardly a ness.
New fudge jets seep,
A pier, pork in sachets –
See queues pass
In muddy new falafel –
But he couldn’t.

Lier, cash.

V
A duel or meat?
Lecher, tie gun here.
My old grace-queller,
Come here …

Doors in our vein,
Then ride her egg
Near your old nemesis.

Book. Adore.

VI
Let our newer domain
Trundle, son, till a
Pro-chilblain shed DJ
(And virus, folks)
Quill for map…

Our dell’s ants’ six-pack,
He say, int Fran …
Kiss (x) …

Over.

VII
Moans, silence,
Disc continuing –
Banjo hour (Ten
To release her!)

Oh, sink, want to
Sink, have a new
Bug-eared horny –
Moans –here’s
Humps hour …

VIII
Power is cheese mad
Emery law rent
Equivalent ESP
Roofing. It’s down
Sammy’s, honest.

The hairies select
Dune. Ein bowl,
Evard.

Lay knees.

IX
Poor ears, our restaurant
Lay rat-owl charm,
Ant fear.

Madame Emery
(Old whore) rents
Ozone.

Deviant saviour.

X
Bowl of hard rock,
Etch, oh art!
Log ate human amyl,
He appalled dolphins.

Is it file-a-son?
A lodger? Pluto?
UN stealth gun?

Cobbled.

XI
Accent (Trent):
Cept haven’t you, Mal
(A cough) made em Tolado?

Ryan, she’ll quiver …
(Little feudal cellist).

Now.

XII
Quilt tress subtitle:
Hell is an imp,
He do part her.
Eat the swans.

Sans LA, Lance said,
Oh Melissa!

Loom-bred uni,
Nebulous fur doll hands.

XIII
Vat in message rile
And imp or tea parlour
Trammel. Co-school
Ebb back – root to go –
A nod, a lap, or tied a knot.

Reggie our geezer.

Odin back.

XIV
Moan, sire, do you garden?
Garden? Here … at end …
You quell a traitor
In signs true.

Oh trees upon teeny Malaga:
A long grin ate the kidney.

XV
Rude Dedham’s oak.

An ear, son:
Five o’clock never was
Pretty near for
Sands,
Lake,
And a cute ear.

Dew-wise ear.

XVI
I ain’t see gel,
And seen bad,
In ants ammo.

TB howl.

Have hards …

Ain’t your man sent tree
Into the Dukes of Ferdinand?

He rolled Ethel
(With her
Lame
Knee).

XVII
I lob: tie.
Entice Charlie’s Morris,
Parley, sap.
Part them – ents dive –
Hours queuing …

Peal … a phone!
Diesel and … end hollow
Rice lie’ll quell Ui.

Dick to seize verse …

XVIII
You? Nah. A bit?
I queued … demo.
Roomy?
Coz I
Ain’t in wif em …

… bar Trevor, Hazlitt …

Poor my dues,
Rude or ranting,
Chisum on serum arrest.

XIX
Poe ate, raced
His spar-hued
Victor – Marge
You’re it …

Lundy, you’ll
Lodge … choose
Sam, a man
Rubella chose …

Core: anti-do.

XX
Silicon kiss communion:
Mistress, painter.

Traced his traits:
Don’t, I’ll vow he’s
A quitter, no movie
Director, he had
A wintry …

Habits hit a girl hard,
                                wet.

XXI
Less Cupid on a ski,
Less a male easel,
His mean acorn fits
Cheese made Moiselle.

Abbé marrow ate,
Quarrying to set laughing.

Ate.

XXII
Cash dawns lemon chunder,
Mart re-opens to out-ends
Doing dirty mutiny
In Passage Thelma.

Except Montmartre’s,
He might pour –
A dreaded spout
In …

XXIII

Less poetess
Nay, and poor,
You skew land.

I quell your Ibiza,
Re-invoke and tame
On sewer-lame hours.

So is a tedious
Reason to laser.

XXIV
A gust at Holmes
Assures you ain’t
Antique label.

Only parent desires
Yours dear.

Peru jewel eye –
Tell em –
Berk warrant!

XXV
Ramadan – he make them
A hearth duvet.
Fire-siege ate his biro,
None to – or till –
Honour …

It’s a car, true,
An outright picture, Ron.

XXVI
Ramadan’s neither
Counting your charm
Or naming your desires.

Less rosy knolls,
Dance slave,
And nude verses
Accent vine-trees.

XXVII
A right torpor
To Euro-song.
EMI powerless …

Violence will his
Chest chasm answer:
Earn is to choose,
On the inked juice boulevard,
Deck our cells.

XXVIII
Are you he?
Oh, you is
Vying to do
Slav vizier?
Made of mead?

Grand! Quill and Cellar …
I choose the song of zeros,
I had Queen on trellis ents.

XXIX
Oaf on design, DJ,
Hams new Illy.
Lead October fur,
Near-mad ideas,
Anger, prudent, ate her.

A queue – Illy –
Keep our core Tizer.

Lorca day.

XXX
Kiev odour,
Eaten a treasure,
Coral instant
Toujours.

Opportune parlour
Doctor, Alfred Fournier,
Rivals need jettison.

Tar node done.

XXXI
Prynne’s tachina,
ABCD,
Curb in vyella poster Ouija,
Vase taken a battering.

Take our cheese lido
Cutter Robin, rude son,
Pet her spore getter.

XXXII
Seat hoover in medicine,
Tell sons per ruck.
Nickel cavity quest.
Note red.

Och! To our hut in hell!
Trees in tons, deal of beauty!

XXXIII
Jim, a gin,
Coz all is little:

Your noble ozones,
The bairns seen
To the azalea,
And there dances
A very lesbian.

XXXIV
Church heal bat,
Rose plum each.
Neuter volleyer,
Hallal brides events.

Cat tree van got dozen
Off Avenue Molakoff,
Chasing one of your fans.

XXXV
I will heap on sequins
Timed to profile,
Timed to dust,
And slay stamina.

To marry time,
De-enflowering legal voodoos.

XXXVI
Settee dress, seize it
Hot anchorite, pose
To your jet,
Ape friends, oak wallets.

Was antique nose merger?
Italy bear true.

A cotton Olé.

XXXVII
A savvy treacle air,
A Pru man hands
Me a line, grin on
The ghetto …

Cat dealer: Are you
An old message minion?

XXXVIII
The nude man
Parks – a mess.

Age visor,
August knee mark,
Dixie tight.

Revise.

XXXIX
A wild heap on
Salt celery bread,
Pro-film and
Badedas.

I’ll have it
In Paris, sir.
A hand floured
In sly calvados.

XL
Oak in the sink,
Haven’t you budged
Leprosy, you’ll
Paint dune colour,
Incontinent, lady-like.

Kettle blue.

XLI
Parlour rail ate Mormon
In Berlin. Messages suture
Voice, lash earl with email line
Roof, untenable odours, boys.

XLII
Don slave hostages –
Pee off our room – ape heat
On our river credits,
Says Madam Landow.

Hers root tears,
Vinsanto, Sunday.

XLIII
Factor quid deli,
Daily tattie manifest,
Owner for Queneau’s.

Now, please, sons,
Dettol in Serb Yule?
Vowed Lance, alas?
He’ll enter less, my sons.

XLIV
Papaya residue neater
Or pasty, says Purse-lips,
Lusty seventies, true oak
In the dilapic hunter.
The plier arches,
heavens.

XLV
Ripper’s tetanus was
Past borrowing your tents,
Pliers hard, juicy eugenic nest.

Rude, you chew them:
Invert quarantined.

XLVI
See cartons on lead range
Represented, if I can,
See vile ammo in Sir Charles,
Be range Ronseal –
Does exactly what it says on the can.

XLVII
Oat’ll use flour it meant to,
Or bust. You vowed risky
Winds, house Lundy,
Your reeve Monsieur Bouillant.

August true, oh berk,
Amps was in the dew.

XLVIII
Ammo in his quill,
Neanderthal anew,
Never go home or
I’ll etch him in
Sierra Leone, dears.

Haven’t you cypress trees, a decal itchy?

XLIX
A port each liver,
When nature
Led boys slower,
Or a meringue.

Teaches them
Of damage in
A man of true loin.

Will adjust warranty.

L
Marty, do you live here?

Plum ebb lands on
Bragging tune chap,
Home around Savoie.

Come on, Phil,
You’ve a sea-paunch!
A new room please,
Put your shower on.