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StoryThe Busker Stranded mcscraic216 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Brown Leather Frame (original version) threeleafshamrock1216 years 6 months ago
StoryMusic And Me mcscraic416 years 6 months ago
StoryStrange Little Bloke Dynamaso1616 years 9 months ago
StorySome More On Poetry Form mcscraic216 years 9 months ago
StorySemetric Poetry Form mcscraic116 years 9 months ago
StoryTable For One mcscraic216 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Interview mcscraic416 years 9 months ago
StoryThrough The Flames mcscraic216 years 11 months ago
StoryThinking Of Halloween mcscraic217 years 1 month ago
StorySnatched mcscraic217 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Bravery Of My Father mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryPoetry And The Love Factor mcscraic817 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Reconciliation mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryNot So Alone mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryHound Of The Heath mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryEscape From Interrogation mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Poet Gets A Job mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryIrish Living mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryMirror World mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryOn The Bus mcscraic217 years 8 months ago
StoryHotel Berlin - Chapter 1 Fallen_Hero117 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Mexican Sun keleph1017 years 8 months ago
Forum topicRound the Turf Fire by mcscraic david2885119 years 5 months ago

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Whatever I'm Made Of

Whatever I’m Made Of By Paul McCann From the moment I wake , to the moment I take my morning break all I do is think of you . Everything that I’m...

Marys Son

Mary’s Son By Paul McCann She walked through the wind, on footsteps of grace over the hills she carried her child and a glow round her face , singing...

Jolly Ho Ho Ho

Jolly Ho Ho Ho By Paul McCann Jolly Ho Ho Ho and away we go through the blinding snow . see the sky all aglow . Above the mountain tops and over...

Gentle Mother

Gentle Mother by Paul McCann Gentle Mother hear my plea as I fall down on my knee I am not guilty ,stand by me , when they set out to punish me ...

All I Want For Christmas

All I Want For Christmas By Paul McCann There’s a fog that’s over London and a mist is in my eyes , for its coming close to Christmas and I’ve no one...

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