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November 2009

Poem: A Gentleman Never Tells.

A Gentleman Never Tells. . . The farmer’s daughter is a cow The poachers is a dear, The baker’s daughter has big buns But I can’t discuss that here. . .

Poem: Long Haired King.

Long Haired King. . He is very beautiful, With hair down to his waist. It is groomed and shining In one long, thick, plait. I do not know his name Or even where he lives, He is just a man I met One long ago day in a park. He comes to me now, in […]

Poem: I Know What You Are Thinking.

I Know What You Are Thinking. . . That’s what I find at parties, You just lose your inhibition, Your chain reaction with that bitch Was just like nuclear fission. Don’t even try to do the thing I know you’re playing  in your head, You’ve had me long enough to know That if you do […]

Singing To Cows.

Hello, Hello, . Ah, the surprises of each day. Today we are back with the low grey skies and the heavy rain. . I braved it, in order to dash outside and feed the somewhat tattered looking birds, cowering in the tree and around the chimneys. . It is amazing how guilty you can feel […]

Poem: Stolen Goods.

Stolen Goods. . How strange to see That face once more So unexpected Yesterday. To see his walk The way he moves, To feel regret, and Pain, that way. No point at all In waiting, ’til He caught my eye And crossed the street. Her ring said she was settled in, I could not bear […]

Could The Fountain Of Life Have Flowed With Green Tea!

Good day, . It is a lovely day today. The sky is a startling blue and the sun is shining. It has been so very wet lately that you can almost see the steam rising as the area dries out, like damp clothes on an airer. . The work that is being done in the […]

Monday, Monday.

Good Morning To You, . So here we are, with another week not touched yet. So the world is our lobster and anything can happen! . I hate Monday….no, I don’t really, because I have just had my Warburtons Potato Pancakes, and they were way tasty too. has been very busy on my behalf. He […]

A Homage To My 2009 X Factor Favourite. Jamie Archer!

Hello, . Greetings to all of you fellow X Factor addicts. . Today Mr T has just given me a Masterclass in the archane and magical method of embedding a video directly into my blog….without me resorting to providing a link through to U Tube . . I am now going to try this out […]

Poem: Kiss Me

Kiss Me . . If I said  ‘kiss me’, Would you kiss me Because you wanted to, Or, because I asked you to. Am I special in my own way Or would you kiss me any day, And then forget me As you walked away. . .

Poem: A Bit Of Strange.

A Bit Of Strange. . You’ve arsed about You make me sick, You’re causing havoc, You’re a prick. I said last time Just one more try, You promised then, I saw you cry. But still you thought To push your luck Indulging in A random fuck. It’s too late now Don’t need this stress Go […]