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  • The Last Rays of the Sun

    I was dreaming about Being trapped in a film studio Late at night When I realised That the last rays of the sun Were flooding my dry bed Marie Popol

  • Le Jardin Est Ouvert

    Feel free to look at our beautiful flowers I was born without normal arms Yet touch their petals each time I pass My favourites are the small purple ones Blind girls like me often favour this colour Delphine

  • Mediocre

    You are mediocre I am mediocre We are both mediocre Mediocre people Make the best assassins That is a fact

  • The Three Buses of the Apocalypse

    I purchased three model buses At a bus fair yesterday One Blue One Orange One Green These buses were called The Three Buses of the Apocalypse Is there something that I have not been told

  • Last Train to Flagstaff

    Good Morning Sir When is the next train to Flagstaff Dunno Where am I Lydd Where the fuck is that Kent Is that your station Yes It is a ruin I know Had a fire You could say that Electric blanket catch fire No some kids did it Because they were bored Did you shoot […]

  • Lucy Ludicrous

    Joe Have you noticed how many things go to court these days Governments are continuously challenged But who picks up the bill most of the time Mrs & Mrs Honest Taxpayer You cannot make this up There is only one winner Lucy x

  • May

    May May May eye ask ewe a question Joe You may ask me a question May May You have often said That governments normally red Are manned by stupid people (beware the tyranny of the stupid) Does it not scare you It does scare me But not as much As those with brains As they […]

  • Tea with Voltaire

    Hi Joe how are ewe I am very good Josie Josie is very happy There is talk of you and Sephine Morag I am surprised at you Just probing You have been seen out together I have been seen out with many women I suppose I am quite popular Joe sensible question Free Speech I […]

  • The Smugglers Tree

    It was a humid afternoon The church clock Long silent Suddenly announced the hour A single leaf fell From the smugglers tree It was the only casualty

  • Nostalgia

    When I was just a young lad I lived in Shepherds Bush And being an irresponsible young lad born of responsible patents I explored in parts the old Wood Lane/White City station Many years later I used to visit a house more or less opposite the BBC Which something to do with the railways or […]