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StoryL Poetry For Poofs geoffc06 years 1 week ago
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StoryC The Ways of All Women geoffc011 years 4 months ago
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StoryBanking on You geoffc011 years 4 months ago
StoryB Alice, I'm Tired geoffc011 years 4 months ago
StoryAnd There She Was... geoffc011 years 4 months ago
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StoryWhen You've Got It All geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryWomen's Rights geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryWife as Nurse geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryZ The Eligibile Non-Bachelor geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryX Pretending geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryY What the Nearly Dead Do geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryV Nutter P McNutter geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryWomen Drivers geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryRomance Passed 60 geoffc111 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Creaking Oak geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryThe French geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryPillboxes geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Government geoffc011 years 6 months ago
StoryUninspired geoffc011 years 6 months ago

My stories

Romance Passed 60

Romance Passed 60 Welcome to my life I thought it planned, set, complete Pete & I were always on the boil Whether sand or sea or soil Until the undertaker took him out by first his feet

When You've Got It All

When You’ve Got It All When you know you’ve got it all Why do you want more? What’s wrong with your existence? You view pleasure as a chore? A round of roles and duties

The Creaking Oak

The Creaking Oak The creaking oak limb The footsteps fade The old gravedigger hoists his spade He beelines from your lonely patch A shiver in the shade A silence settles

The French

The French The French live overseas They eat snails and frogs If you need the toilet They’ve most unusual bogs They’ve invaded once before Can they be trusted now?

Grow Up

Grow Up Chatting to a chick about my knob How it had a pet name: Bob How Bob was always up for bob-a-job Anything really that could make him throb Would double as a gun if I was out to rob

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