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Forum topicWho should win the Red Dress/Park Bench Comp? tcook2216 years 11 months ago
StoryFor the Love of Cupcake yrene216 years 11 months ago
StoryAlice Li Ewan1816 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Gospel According... Ewan316 years 11 months ago
Story'A teacher, eh?' gristo1216 years 11 months ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2116 years 11 months ago
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StoryMaybe Tomorrow mariaduffy416 years 11 months ago
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StoryInvidia Bradene416 years 11 months ago
StoryTalking About The Weather MistakenMagic816 years 11 months ago
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StoryOne Over the Eight Ewan416 years 12 months ago
StoryA day at the beach. chuck1416 years 12 months ago
StoryPast The Last Stitch Bradene816 years 12 months ago
StoryAlways the Maybe peter.rolls616 years 12 months ago
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StoryThe Ninth Procedure annabelwigoder317 years 2 weeks ago
StoryFor you again, this morning. Gilbert717 years 2 weeks ago
StoryToday I wrote a poem Silver Spun Sand1717 years 2 weeks ago
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StoryThe Reunion bren3348217 years 2 weeks ago
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My stories

Jennifer’s Crimbo Ditty (to be sung whilst inebriated)

A little something to get you all in the mood! (Because I'm feeling cheekily festive!)

Don’t. Stop. Me. Now.

One of my (famous?) rants...forgive me?

Will you listen to me?

Will you listen to me? (Rhetorical Question) (12th Dec 2008, 11.23pm) Can I have your attention, please? Stand up straight, fall to your knees: find your comfortable level
Cherry

Plastic Fantastic - Take 2

With every line a strict 7 syllables, or 3 1/2 iambic feet, in the hope that it scans better now!!!

Meteor-Write

Meteor-Write (11th Dec 2008, 9.10pm) Blaze, mistaken shooting star, through the layers of who we are; atmospheric, night-sky wrecker; tennis ball struck by Boris Becker

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