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Shit Creek Tourist Board

Hello and thank you for visiting the Shit Creek Tourist Board web site. Please take your time to visit each section and discover why millions of...
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Grecian Urn Platform Seven

Crewe Station is unlovely tired and asleep It’s like an old man with no past The coffee is gravy This is my observation I hear the rumbling thunder...
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The Town Where Nobody Wins

Small waves flapping Washing the shore Lights on a string Above a parlour door Chip wrappers dancing to a wind that stirs It’s four in the morning I...
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Dust in the Desert

Aiming for your throat Biting at your breath Blinding both your eyes Walking you to death Coughing to your coffin Poison in your blood Bombs whistling past Bodies in dried mud
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Boatman

He smokes his pipe Next to a yellow light He can see his reflection On the brass ornament He reads an old tale From a tired book As he strokes the lines On a travelled face

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