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StoryAnd I know if I do say "Black" sonic_tonic011 years 12 months ago
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StoryWell my name is not important... sonic_tonic012 years 1 month ago
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StoryWel I know now... sonic_tonic112 years 1 month ago

My stories

Kit Cat Kid

Nursie says today I am to have an early bath She's drawn it up and filled it full before a blazing hearth I do not care for being clean I do not wish to wash There is no need to primp and preen

Well my name is not important...

Well my name is not important And it isn't that you oughtn't Take me Down to town to drown This misery But my coat has many pockets Cluttered up with rubbished dockets Gets me Down

She wanted to tell him that she loved him...

She wanted to tell him that she loved him. She didn't want to tell him that she loved him. She didn't want to have to. She wanted him to tell her. Not that she loved him. She didn't.

Save the Best 'til Last (if Asked)

Written this morning in response to a Poetry Comment "contest" at YouTube. Don't fink it's done bin posted dare 'cause dem's all itchificated 'bout punctuation.

We came down...

We came down Out of the mountains Picking our thorny way across the rocks As best we could Until we stood Our hair matted with mud ; with crud ; with other people's blood

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