A POEM BY BEN PARKER - 16/5/17

 

She wants the pipes

She wants the waterworks

She wants the pipes

She wants to know how the water works

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She wants the soul

She wants to soothe the soul

She wants the soul

She wants to cleanse the soul

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She wants the book

She wants the pages from the book

She wants the book

She wants the contents of the book

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She wants the paper 

She wants the metal the plastic the paper

She wants the paper

She wants the blue the green paper

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She wants the vegetation

She wants the herbal vegetation

She wants the vegetation

She wants to levitate off vegetation

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She wants the clock 

She wants the ticks within the clock

She wants the clock

She wants the hours on the clock

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She wants the warmth

She wants that summertime warmth

She wants the warmth

She wants that coal-fired warmth

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She wants the friction

She wants the nail on skin friction

She wants the friction

She wants the tyre on track friction

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She wants the mind

She wants the cheat codes to the mind

She wants the mind

She wants the control of the mind

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She couldn't find the heart

The big red heart

She couldn't find the heart

Her big red heart