Cherrypicked stories

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Stansted

it'a about me dad
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Funeral Poem

My last will and testament ... with added nob gags
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It's Mimms O'Clock

South Mimm's Service Station gets a bit of a bashing.
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The Devils

Shrewd old crow Was Ma Haggerty. What she didn’t know about Sexual virtuosity you could’ve scrawled On the inverse of a clitoris With a wedge-nibbed marker.
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Getting In Touch

With your inner gibbon; Come on, chaps! Bruce knocks Down the flipchart and Lickety-split he’s Scramble-loping through the hall That links Deaths to Home Eek-acking some Congo call
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Human Recall Notice

The Maker of all human beings is recalling all units manufactured, regardless of make or year, due to a serious defect in the primary and central component of the heart.
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Must we share another error

Must we share another error Maybe it's the knife left lying on the lino, the car boot which wouldn't quite close, the tattooist repeat carving, 'Keith Keith'
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Holy Temple

standing tall over decades, looming over the surrounding countryside, this is how its always been. The steps up to the old oak door, covered by creeping moss.
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On Wensum Bridge

fourteen men all saying “cheese.”
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Insurgency

He rode on the roof-rack flinging rocks at road signs: Take this Darlington! Up yours Chipping Sodbury! Always a slow overarm stroke Like a spin bowler –
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Flint

Near the end, good god man, Nearly all and sundry went feeding The last lazy licks of the flame; Newspapers, napkins, Failed poems crossed out then torn From their bindings;
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Water

He dictaphones the countryside
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He explained why he would never buy her flowers

Instead of maintaining your mother’s grave we’ll set up a trust fund for Malawi orphans.
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Disgrace

Disgrace I’ve checked the lists of all the things we did, scan read the five year plan for missed ticks or unaccounted columns. I have to say the best shitty bit
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Bibliophile

Bibliophile In the glow of the book room I hold my penumbra steady. When I sleep it slips my stop fastenings and performs calligraphy caterwauls in the filigree.
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Survivors

...the car had become their temporary home - not as plush as The Queens Hotel, a few blocks away, but safer...
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Disgrace

She peeks over her spectacles Like a vexed librarian But this is no library And I am no inconsiderate reader. She does not vocalise her complaint But I assume it is something to do
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Racing game

I’ve been playing japs online into the wee hours; they are insanely good. Most of the time they lap me. I love to see them go past, power-drifting round the hair pin.
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Issue

Issue We have to do it this way he says putting his issue in my mouth, he finger picks out stain pebbles from the inside of my cheek. We line them up on the coffee table,
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You’ll get lost if you keep that shirt on

You’ll get lost if you keep that shirt on You’ll get lost if you keep that shirt on your face will fold like a fist in a cleavage, your breath will scatter like ash off an edge.

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