Western
lookers
Up until about three years ago, I was normal. Now I stand outside the Co-op in Dalmuir and I’ve got a dog, with a piece of string for a lead. People...
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lesson 1 our neighbours are not our friends
Children don’t need to check their experience Lost - they just laugh or cry Silence is the found sound of the awful why? Every day the world ends...
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Eyes
In front of my eyes I finally see all of my dreams come to life In front of my eyes I'm seeing you walk down that aisle to become my wife In front of...
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The Lone Ranger and Tonto
I fight injustice in the West and help people who are in danger. When my brother was murdered, I became the Lone Ranger. I bring outlaws to justice...
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A Memory
A Memory - By Paul McCann . https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2xY-hCcSLrU . There’s dust on the street and a wind from the west , blows the dust at my...
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Beyond Bronson Hill
On those wintry nights, Ms. Abigail Parker wasn't sure exactly when the day ended, and the evening began.
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Ghosts in the Alley
Someone once told me that deciding to become a teacher was like deciding to open a bowling hall in your brain. The intoxicating toxic smell of beer,...
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Memory Lane
Walking down that street we grew up on The memories are fading but they aren't all gone There are people that are waiting for me to write this song I...
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Daddio and Beyond
DADDIO When I was a pre-school child I played with miniature plastic cowboys and Indians. My parents referred to them as “characters”. I liked ‘em...
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The Bandito's Choice
Once there was a bandit in Mexico; a very wicked man who, whenever he attacked and robbed a village with his gang would order one of the village...
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