Pull
Struggle on Fridays
Must pull myself together
Perhaps
one more snooze
When first together
I worked hard to cajole you
Now
you pull and push
Searching for profits
Banks pull wool over your eyes
Lambs
to the slaughter
Help
Help me to help you
I am totally perplexed
By your responses
Bitter little pill
Swallowed with sourest of milk
Does not help really
Help yourself my dear
My love unconditional
Please
take what you need
Jump
Think before you jump
Is this a good decision
Or
simply a whim
He's a good jumper
Wrapping her tight in his arms
Keeping
her warm
Trampoline of life
Jump till we overbalance
Laughing as we learn
Remember
The plot, remember?
On the 5th of November
Guy
Fawkes, gunpowder
I remember you
Can’t quite get your name
So
when did we meet?
Still I remember
The moment you and I met
Fifty years ago
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