Saturday, 6 June 2009



There I was, westering
Lord knows why
There were shields
It was time to end trade membership
Invoices
Alexandra
Vision
Grovellers have taken over
Plush salons, male grooming
Is the niche market
We photograph the damage inflicted
Allegedly, upon a car bumper
And then
ABC, i will hear a duo perform, they're from
Ashby-de-la-Zouch, they
Will come to bear down
On me and Marco
There are Golden children
No more
See that killick?
That big guy will provide restraint
This is short but for what?
Behind the twinning of towns
There is anti-climax
There are cocktail bartender competitions
There are frequencies...misheard
It is frankincense, according to lyrics websites
I ponder this over brunch
I tear hair out during
Pillow-facing hangovers
It is just a snog
Required, she is married and
Makes a point of this
This has been a long time

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