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My stories

Citizens!

Emergency instructions

No Calico Jack

Lyrics. Including links to hi and lo-bitrate versions of the song.

Romance

Written for my employers. They sometimes pay me in whisky for humorous, rhymy call centre-themed poems. I have a T-shirt proclaiming me the call centre poet.
Cherry

Alex Obolensky: Teacher and Traitor

In the lounge, in Woodyard House, in Hartington, in Derbyshire, the hearth fire snapped and my friend, Alex Obelensky, son of runaway Russian nobles, asked me, "You wanna come and collect sheep-turds?"
Cherry

The Optician

Formal stuff written for Fuselit: Catapult

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