Friday, 11 December 2009



She does the foot shuffle
'Tis time to talk, the
New driver caution is free to roam, the
Inspiration is felt, the
Hunger is vanquished
By an American hash brown on the
Top deck of a Leeds-bound bus
It is less than twelve hours since
I saw the caress of a frothy flesh
I have to answer for seeing
This and for the urge to buy thirty
Great Celtic football songs on
CD, the magic of car boot sales also brings
A selection of cartoon and children's tv
Characters...some of which i never want
To see or hear again
Like
Flutes and jazz nights
They are not me
I seek glamour
I find only leather
Do you ever think you are being
Punished for your sins?
Fisherking
I write a love letter, my
First ever
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My timing, dodgy as ever...i need
New cartridges

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