There are lots of ways To reach God I chose love But I must have fucked up As I am sharing A railway waiting room With Inez and Estelle

Why are you laughing Joe It is something that Jordan Peterson said It has amused me Because it is so accurate Can I have a copy of it Be my guest Pete Woke: A pseudo-intellectual pastiche of postmodern and Neo-Marxist tropes, dedicated to the idea that categories themselves do nothing but privilege and oppress. Critical […]

That seems a familiar title Joe It is was the title of a French movie Made a few years ago Good week Not too bad You The same but I was upset by something over the weekend Really Edward and I were in London when a girl walked towards us covered in blood She was […]

I want you to wear a loose white shirt on the beach And red sandals And dark glasses The rest is up to you Wear bikini pants or cut downs Or even faded jeans There will be no nudity in my movie So apart from the white shirt The red sandals and the dark glasses […]

I used to work with a Romanian girl Who was rather religious And whilst quite liberal in her views She disliked homosexuals And told me of a Romanian saying Do you want a dick up your arseor your soul in heaven I rather liked this As I consider that male homosexuality Is a sin and […]

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I had a bad dream Noa said to me But bad dreams Are just dreams I replied They will always end Then what is reality Ariel Is reality just a dream

Hi Joe Hi Pete Much doing Not really Have you seen any good films recently No Mabel and I watched something called the ABC Murders on the BBC Agatha Christie Right in one Did you like it Not really Why I found it too hysterical And it did not stick to the book Try some […]

I have been running for a number of months now Many people think that I am quite beautiful I am a flash of colour even on the darkest of days But nobody has written a poem about me So I have decided to write one myself Here is my humble effort Lumo

I was walking through a city yesterday When I was approached by a Marxist He shoved his malignant newspaper in my face Last week I would have broken his young jaw But I smiled sweetly at him and said I am Jewish And for a moment we had a placid understanding Joe the Jew