Stuart Miller-Osborne

In a few hours this beautiful landscape  Will be covered with snow  Which will stretch as far as the sea The blizzard is so very near  I have caused the death of three kings  No wife should go in armour  To avenge her fair brothers  Nothing is gained Flora  Nothing is gained 

Joe  Martha  How are ewe  Fucking cold  Ewe  The same  That is what I love about winter  So fucking cold  When you think that it cannot get any worse  It does  Did you see Keira at the game this weekend  I could not afford it  Poor ewe  It used to be the peoples game  But now […]

A colleague once told me that when he was a teenager  He saw parts of the movie All the Right Noises being filmed  In Uxbridge tube station as well the Riverside station in Windsor  I did not really believe him as he often made up fancy stories  The movie showed up on television the other day  […]

Three beautiful maidens  Are sailing across my lounge  In a heart shaped boat  They are travelling towards  The red wax lighthouse  Which often illuminates their journey 

Atlakviða 6 languages Tools Appearancehide Text Width Color (beta) From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia The Hunninge Image Stone on Gotland, Sweden, with imagery that probably refers to Atlakviða, or another story or poem on the same events. On the top of the stone, there is a man carrying a ring, who may be Sigurd or the messenger Knéfrøðr. On the bottom left, the […]

It is a;rays a choice  2 sleep  Or write poetry  My oenz always winz 

Please do not steal my poems As it offends me If I catch you doing it I will fuck you up the arse My name is Malcolm But please call me Sarah

  I am fully asleeep  Yetmi pen is restless  It wants meet to wale up  I av placed it btween  Your maked cheeks  As it needed a plce to sleep  No portree tonight  Yor neglegee is sow soft

We are driving towards  Lisbeth Masturbates on Tuesdays  But our progress in slow  Due to ice deep water and drifting snow  A car has overturned on the slip road  There are casualties dirty triggers three  I am going to introduce you to my parents   We are having dinner in The Roundabout of Crows  Which is about fifty […]

Early swims in ice cold lakes  Everything shared  Hot baths  Rolling in the snow  Time passes Missing Soames  The seasons vanish without a trace