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Queenio’s Lost Ball

Queenio’s Lost Ball By Paul McCann Queenio she had lost her ball , just the other day , when the children went running , round on the street at play...

Starting a Novel #4

He could see a boy sat on his garden wall. The boy had a basin haircut, NHS glasses and a podgy face. He wore a sticky looking shirt, green and...

Visit Of The Time Traveller

Visit Of The Time Traveller by Paul McCann Some young lads from Sailor Town found him lying on the ground at the docks and they asked him where he...
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The Gable ArtIst

The Gable ArtIst By Paul McCann I was walking past a gable wall and something caught my eye . A young man on a ladder painting heroes of times gone...
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Cherry

Extreme differences!

The elephant is heavy, the feather is light, … The elephant walks … the feather can fly if it’s …
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Cherry

Spic and Span

Non-employed or not, I like keeping a weekend as a weekend. There are two commandments to ensure this: ‘Thou shalt make sure there are nice sausages...
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Gold cherry
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parched

parched nine years since waking in cold piss often mine sometimes others nine years since smashing up my face falling over falling down falling for...
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Burning

Burning You’ve walked away in tears from what I’ve said While I sit working through the words that could’ve made you cry You made a mistake So I had...
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Me, myself and I

Me, myself and I Me myself and I are all I care about For I search for Myself in everyone And love all the pieces of me I see in you Hopefully you...

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