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Lonely in Southwark
On the serious streets of Southwark I saw you wander by You did not notice me in Costa’s Nor did you wonder why Outlaw
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The Anchor as Bucharest
It was a nightmare created by a mind of fatigue I was in a hotel with you Today was our last day in a pleasant town The sea had been kind to us It had shown us a reality And how to really live We were greedy for more But here we were trapped […]
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Haiku
an orange sun glows over the thin black forest the snow lies untouched 08/01/22
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Do Not Touch Me
Do not touch me Why That is my name It is a strange name Perhaps What is your name my friend I have a poor sense of timing Why is that Because I was late for a wild swim And my dearest friend drowned Would you like me to be your friend That would be […]
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Drinking Reading Sleeping Singing
I own a pub It is called The Stuffed Owl And has quite delightful views This makes it very popular During the longer warmer months In view of this I close the pub During January and February Just to recharge my batteries Today has been a day of wet snow Harsh squally winds and not […]
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The Stuffed Owl
Tuppence and I Live next to a pub The Stuffed Owl Is its unusual name Sometimes after a night out We sleep in to twelve But are careful When opening the drapes As our bedroom Overlooks the beer garden
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L’Amour l’après-midi
On certain afternoons in the summer Jeanne and I rest on our centre bed We are often naked or lightly clothed And either masturbate or fuck Depending on our mood There is a painting of Cornelius Whur On the wall that overlooks our pleasure I wonder what he makes of our immorality He knows that […]
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A Canterbury Tale
A few years ago during a visit to the St Lawrence Cricket Ground I dared Jane to run on to the outfield without her shirt After a short consideration she agreed to my dare and ran topless towards the square In her favour there was nobody there to witness her wonderful theatre No cricket was […]
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Sabine Baring Gould
What is your most annoying habit Breathing Seriously I have many Name one I sometimes leave books in their Christmas wrapping You fail to unwrap them No I unwrap them but use the wrapping as a mock dust jacket Why do you do this To remind me of the day it was received Really One […]
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Footprints in the Sand
About three weeks ago I broke my ankle playing football This has left me slightly at a loss as I am now in plaster Jane and I live next to a beach But I am unable to paddle or even bathe So I stay under an invalids parasol And watch her frolic in the shallows […]