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The Right Combination – Smith With A Why By Paul McCann Introduction: A nurse carrying out her duties notices there are two patients with the same...

Someone had taken away my pig. It was there in my room when I went to school, but when I came back that afternoon, the pig had disappeared. I...

“Look at all those buzzing bees out there,” said the gentleman passenger, “running hither and thither to accomplish life's goals. Capitalists on...

Love Never Changes By Paul McCann In a heartbeat I’d give all my life to you , all my love everyday in everything we do In a lifetime , there’s only...

'Daisy & The Little Lamb.'

“My dog lacks the mental capacity to form criminal intent,” said Missy Johnson. This was going to be one of those days, thought Kit. He’d hoped for a...

It’s that time again When you don’t know Who you are and where you are Looking in the mirror Closing your eyes Knowing that when you open them It...

It's a folk-rite of renewal. Like many, in its original form, it is unutterably savage. This is an old poem, (2015) but I've rescued it from an old hard disk because it reminds me of the clips I saw of last night's ridiculous pre-election slanging match. Image licence Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic Image source wikipedia.org.

The initial launch lulled them into a false sense of security. They had all expected to have been thrown around the bridge, similar to pebbles in a...