If you are deaf please  hang up now

Sorry I can’t answer the phone

I thought I was dead
I speak an unknown language.I can’t even understand it myself
I hate talking too much
I am in a bad place.The  Bank……..
My bed has no legs on it and I am  making some

The cat is dying
The dog has eaten my handbag
My  late husband is angry with his mother, who is dead
I went out and  have not got back yet
I am sure I am not here
I am  synthetic
I love God  but not  the Pope
I want my husband to  be resurrected
Why not write  me a letter?
No, I am not a Government aide
I am not alive till 11 am
Leave your phone  number and I’ll work out your horoscope
I am dumm and can’t spill
If you are deaf please  hang up now
If not, play Suzanne to my answering machine

Hitler was a Christian,  what a risk—-

Global warming started in the Camps
Hallowed  people turned to  dust  and ash
The burning of the Jews, the gay, the tramps

Towns where Polish children took exams
Jewish ones  made  ready to be gassed
Global warming started in the Camps

The ghosts of human beings walk with lamps
Fearing still the  terror of the past
The burning of the Jews, the gay, the tramps

Witches wrapped in  flax  burned up  like ants
Fear and terror with the night clouds pass
Global warming started in Death Camps

Cathedral  choirs   full voiced,  sang  sweet descants
Hitler was a Christian,  what a  risk—-
The burning of the Jews, the gay, the tramps

We are no gods , we need to see  the truth
The  soldiers and civilians, and burned books
Global warmth , the  night glow of the Camps
The  murder of the Jews, the gay, the tramps

I don’t know what this dream may symbolise

I dreamed my blood test results had come
On paper like the Weetabix is in
I can’t recall if they were good or bad
Or whether I just threw them in the bin

I found a pair of trousers, they’re not mine
To which these test results were pinned.
So it dawned on me an error had been made
As for those trousers, I was much too thin.

Someone else has got results not theirs
I have theirs and hope that they have mine.
But why are they fixed to my fresh laundry
And how can I discover them or find?

I don’t know what this dream may symbolise
It made me oversleep with shuttered eyes

Rosa buys some clothes

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Rosa was looking in a very interesting clothes shop online.Here she saw an outfit totally

unsuited to her new post as Head of Linguistics in the University of Unisex.
There her eye was drawn to a pair of blue trousers with a red stripe down each leg.The trousers were somewhat shorter than in the days of that pair of women, Trinny and Susanna who told all of us how to dress.Especially to wear trousers  that cleaned the pavement as we walked along as it made  our legs look longer

Rosa met her friend Mary for coffee.
What do you think of these trousers, Mary? she asked, showing them to the bewildered lady on her HP Phablet.
I don’t think Stan would have liked those, she murmured.
I see some advantages, Rosa said.
If you have nice ankles then it reveals them and if not, you can wear really fun socks with butterflies on them.
Real butterflies? Mary queried anxiously
No, embroidered or knitted, Rosa said.You see them in those catalogues that come round  before Xmas
Or you could knit your own, said Mary.

I think knitting butterflies is very hard, Rosa whispered.
Nothing is innately hard, said Mary.It all depends on what you already know and if you have a good teacher and your devotion
How does Quantum theory compare to knitting butterflies? Rosa enquired jocosely.
That makes it sound as if you will knit with actual butterflies or that butterflies themselves might knit! Mary exclaimed.
That would be  a thing you might see on LSD
Is that the latest kind of TV set, Rosa asked her?
For goodness sake, Rosa.Have you never taken drugs?
I don’t believe I have.You see at Oxford I was friendly with an ex-heroin addict.
He told me not to buy drugs because I saw things like other people do when they take heroin.But I see like that naturally!
Well, that is fortunate for you, Mary sighed.Was it true?
There is no way of knowing, said Rosa scientifically but it saves money.
Well ,how about these trousers?I could get some red ankle boots and a red   shirt.Noone wears dresses anymore except maybe transsexuals.
I wear them,Mary said.When I was thin I wore a knitted dress.
Not knitted by butterflies I hope,Rosa  giggled
Well, it was from M & S so I doubt it although it would be cheaper to use them as butterflies don’t know what money is!
Nor do many human beings now.Why, plastic £5 notes…. it’s like toy money
And so say all of us