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Aftermath of Christmas. (a first draft thing)

Twas the day after Christmas and all round the house, the adults were snoring... loud as drunk skunk mouse... and in each home the litter was knee...

Carol will sing of many many things.

Oh the Toilet Botherers have been busy, informed half the bus driving world. Just ahead of Sunday when the Evilistic Preacher will be heard. All the...

Left the Pool

Left the Pool. Its barely cold, and outside the window the robin pccks up the worm in quick bites. Its almost too cold to think. Almost. Only the...
Gold cherry

New Beginnings (IP)

New Beginnings. I remember love; warm as the heart beats. Violent as hurt. Steam of a kettle. Shouts from the street. . After we pick ourselves up...

Lost in Discussion.

. The Rain Deer are in the garden; quietly once the night has stripped the light from the sky. They tip toe in. . Brown eyes keep a silent anquished...

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