Professor Geoffrey’s Poems

A growing collection point for Professor Geoffrey’s poems and the like.

Travesty

Curtains – at last!
An end to a badly acted farce.
No applause for a saboteur cast -
who take cloaks and daggers with them.

Sad

The page was turned,
The fruit had churned.
Old stripper with thoughts uncouth
Peels in the afternoon sun -
Clinging to memoirs of youth,
Like stale sheets betwixt sweaty cheeks
Long since spurned.

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