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StoryFavourite Things-bless Julie andrews smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryThe First Socialist - Immaculately Conceived smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryAfghanistan smokejack42 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Things You Do - a job is a job smokejack22 years 10 months ago
StoryNot in front of the children - smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryNo Shit Sherlock - The new report of 'elitism in private schools' smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryEngland's High Street smokejack12 years 10 months ago
StoryLarge's Last Joke - CH1 Brief intro smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryA little drop of poison smokejack12 years 10 months ago
StoryFinite's Lost Arrow smokejack12 years 10 months ago
StoryLove with all its wrinkles smokejack12 years 10 months ago
StoryApathy Hill - Brief intro smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryPillow Talk smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryInternational Relations - Cross border love smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryA Blues Poem -To sing/mumble when drunk...... smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryIf you buy me garage flowers (when the girl knows its over) smokejack12 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Empty Phial smokejack02 years 10 months ago
StoryWar Again smokejack02 years 11 months ago
StoryWeek so Weak (blues) smokejack12 years 11 months ago
StoryInch (from my collection of #songs for sinners) smokejack02 years 11 months ago
StoryMinding My Own smokejack22 years 11 months ago
StoryAt the Airport in the rain smokejack02 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Brothel Keepers smokejack82 years 11 months ago
StoryCarnal Comedy Blues smokejack02 years 11 months ago
StoryGhost Ship smokejack22 years 11 months ago

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Mishappiness Tales

1.BITTERSWEET&SOUR If you left me today I would happily open the front door If only to stop you slamming it I of course wish you well Even though...

Butterfly in a Storm

He wore a leather jacket And leather shoes He had an affliction For life’s blues He had leather skin And a short fuse He always won the race To be...

Whoosh

First time I took cocaine Was the last Started like a funfair ride Hurling me through a vortex I was high on life With no brakes Dancers surrounded...

Evening Song

The sun hangs onto a lost cloud like a child holding a balloon The birds are heading home To discuss their day with their kith and kin They speak in...
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Alf

There’s a tiny spider Crawling across this verse I think its critiquing my work I have named the spider Alf He appears to dislike words Bigger than...

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