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I'm In Jail Because Of My Wife's Breasts

Even though my wife is somebody who I love and adore, She decided not to let me touch or see her boobs anymore. Every time I wanted to see or caress...

The Man They Couldn't Hang

The Man They Couldn’t Hang By Paul McCann They said he’d be dead before thirty five but he’s still alive and trying to survive , just like a cat with...
Cherry

Dare To Forget

I often tease my wife about hearing her voice of command when she's not around and this piece is one of those voices. The last of a trilogy about my mother in law's passing.

Britney and Shania and the Coleslaw Catastrophe (being pt5 of the ‘Coleslaw Catastrophe’ series)

“Like OMG, Shania, that’s grody to the max.” “Like I know, Britney. Like gag me with a spoon.” “Like... coleslaw? Like, gross.” “Like... totes gross...

Moonlight/Noose

Hands gliding over her milky skin, Nycto admires the unblemished masterpiece laid out underneath his hovering body. With gentle fingers, he peels the...

The Digger

You dig. You dig and dig and dig. You dig deeper, to dig a hole, maybe a slough, maybe a tunnel, maybe a canal. Regardless of the reason behind your...

Mother Of Songs

Mother Of Songs by Paul McCann . Mother of songs , defend Christian songwriters under attack . Mother of songs . help composers to arrange every...

I've Done All I Can

I’ve Done All I Can By Paul McCann Somebody once said ,’ you must give before you receive’ and I still believe that is true . I’m done given and done...
Gold cherry

Angel 55 (advocate)

Angel’s mum had come to visit, but it hadn’t ended well. Stacey asked her to leave because Karen was blitzed and shouting abuse at anybody that came...

Agent Duck IV

Frank's treatise on peanuts.

on growing old

in the midst of a tumultuous crowd my eye wanders to lone spaces longing for rest spinning yellow lights swiftly pass by stolid towers. the soft...

Ocean Scene

Jagged rocks gaze out to sea as monster wave claws its way, imitating huge polar bear easily dipping, rising sinking... needs to eat up miles of sand...

Windows, Peasants, Blood

The wealthy shop owner counted his money and laughed. “This is a lot of money!” Suddenly a peasant carrying a bucket burst into the shop. “Sir, I’d...

He was always there

He was always there His friendship could not be bought, as little as you can buy fresh air. He survived everything like a tree over the years He...

Larry and Mick and the Coleslaw Catastrophe pt3

The coleslaw delivery driver got out of his van and shoved the petrol hose into the appropriate aperture. He hummed Let It Go, from the popular...

A Tale in delirium

A Tale in delirium P K Routray Rabi! Indeed you were a jewel rare stocky,short height complexioned fair endowed with strength and stamina in immense...

A Friend On the pyre

A Friend On the pyre P K Routray With thoughts nostalgic, fire flame on a sandal wood stick I put it on Rabi’s face looking cherubic His lips were...

Our Pride

Our Pride P K Routray Hall and Heroult never thought ever would work their pot with a fragile power system. far from the hub of its operating wisdom...

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