.......I hate birds!
I once got shat on by a bird It was white and brown a big smelly turd It wasnt nice and it didnt come out I looked at the bird and it started to pout
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Goodbye Note! I.P.
Re-posting for the I.P. No offence meant ;) 18's only
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On fairy lit night
On fairy lit night When the snow shone so bright And I held you so tight I felt my love shine through you... I felt the melting Of every storm cloud blowing Away under a summer breeze...
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The cat’s cradle
Hold it as a child—could Only the melting snow, Love is a living hope Hope a living hell. Love is a dew lit web Strung across our hearts In love alone do we worship?
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All and sundry loosely delved
Stars and there planets, comprise. Hold the orbital, in my eyes. Immense sorrow doesn’t transcend Time want be drawn nearer an end: We can only say “what went wrong”
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Book Review: The Coroner by M R Hall
This well crafted, thoughtful and at times genuinely thrilling book is one of, if not the, best crime novels of the year.
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CHRISTMAS 1843
Adapted from Stave Three of "A Christmas Carol", this poem describes how people used to spend Xmas
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THE PRISONER
In dungeon dank A prisoner moans, Around his feet Lie scattered bones. A feeble light Drips past the bars, Upon his back Are ugly scars. His wrists are gripped By rusting chains,
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HAND SIGNS & FOOT NOTES
A hand that rocks a baby's cot A hand that saves the goal bound shot A hand with the answer, held high in the air Two hands pressed together in dutiful prayer.
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Nighttime
Sometimes I wake up in the night and I wonder where I am. This thought does not last long, because I sit up and my eyes get used to the dark.
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