Monday, 11 May 2009



The meeting people at dawn, mercantile
Attempts to gain shortcut and
The gruff stuff and
The pound found on a carpet of magic rides
Will you miss me when i'm gone?
Will you dream of Anglesey?
I listen too much to the same things
I listen too much to EP+6
I was sick, truly this time
Swallowing is a
Painful neccessity
We put that down to the
Imminent anniversary of a
Death in the family
Even that of a pet, yet
We are cunning and live where
Traffickers of jive once lived
You will know them, they are
Listed
In alphabetical order

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