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A song for Europe 2
Cry off negotiation Cut up small Snatch a breath Will she-won’t he? Luck of the draw Those who survive Those who died Word of mouth Mouth on mouth...
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Plot without a story
The note flapped through the letterbox and lay on the linoleum. I pulled open the door, just in time to see a denimed back sauntering up the street...
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No Good Reason to be Chicken
Madame Cheekie was a hen’s kind of hen, no clucking about, her hooded eyes darkened and she’d just tell you how it was, or should be, which was the...
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A Song For Europe - Part 1.
State who we are No applause No stars Just another act For a moment –egalitie Rejects and fallen Fraternite of nobody Pray God Faith on its knees The...
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Love Letter
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Fathers are a strange breed.
Posted on Mon, 01 May 2017
Fathers are a strange breed. I didn't know mine either, even though he was nominally there when my mum brought us up. I take after my father, of course.
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aye, as an old baldy, I
Posted on Sat, 18 Mar 2017
aye, as an old baldy, I sympathise. No next time!
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nicely done.
Posted on Fri, 10 Mar 2017
nicely done.
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a trumpet for a brother, a
Posted on Sun, 26 Feb 2017
a trumpet for a brother, a trumpet for a sister, my guess is your guess, is that the broom that sweeps may, indeed, sweep us all away.
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I know lots of stories about
Posted on Fri, 24 Feb 2017
I know lots of stories about drinking and drunks, some funny, some sad, some funny and sad at the same time. How do we reach honesty? That's a different story, and one which I'm not quite sure how it ends. I think you've had a good crack at here...
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I like that Phil. All writing
Posted on Tue, 21 Feb 2017
I like that Phil. All writing is the Wizard of Oz pulling the curtain away. You know that because you do it too.
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if you don't know if it's
Posted on Mon, 23 Jan 2017
if you don't know if it's fact or fiction, then that's a good measure. Not that it matters. We're all fictional creations. Life catches us all. Death, last and forever.
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two storey. (American
Posted on Sat, 11 Feb 2017
two storey. (American spelling story). Giro? seems more British than Russian. I guess there's no hyphen in bar top. You don't need top anyway. Bar is sufficient. There's a jump between Putin drinknig and leaving that is muddled. 'Turning on old...
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She aimed a finger at my head
Posted on Wed, 08 Feb 2017
She aimed a finger at my head, and slowly moved it forward until it rested on the gateway of my cursed recession. ' Descriptively, you know what you mean and I know what you mean after I read on, but maybe recession as a lead into baldness is...
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cheers Elsie, I guess the
Posted on Mon, 23 Jan 2017
cheers Elsie, I guess the house is like many others in which the man is king, the wive loyal servant, told what to think and what to do.
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