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a double-wide? someone lied: an inside jokester   what in the hell? rotten smell in this shell, yokester   seems that some blow's on your nose and it shows, cokester   cat in a tree cries a plea, comes to me: coaxed her   fork and the spoon off too soon, home by noon: broke stir   chim chim cher-ee you'll agree I'm lucky bloke, sir   wanting a plum uses thumb to get s...

I don’t think my toilet is happy with me. I know this because it hardly flushes for me anymore. I think it was Taco Bell, And that crunch rap supreme from Hell. I doubt John has ever recovered. I doubt i have either. I wish I had more than one pot in my house. Would likely cause less grief for my spouse. Our schedules are just about the same, And they refuse to be tamed. Flush! There it goes, Glug...

Finished with my woman 'cause She couldn't help me with my mind People think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time All day long I think of things But nothing seems to satisfy Think I'll lose my mind If I don't find something to pacify Can you help me Occupy my brain? Oh yeah I need someone to show me The things in life that I can't find I can't see the things that make True happiness, I mu...

My change: a nickel caked with finger grime; two nicked quarters not long for this life, worth more for keeping dead eyes shut than bus fare; a dime, shining in sunshine like a new dime; grubby pennies, one stamped the year of my birth, no brighter than I from 40 years of wear. What purses, piggy banks, and window sills have these coins known, their presidential heads pinched into what beggar's ch...

Neighbours, everybody needs good neighbours With a little understanding, you can find the perfect blend Neighbours, should be there for one another That's when good neighbours become good friends Neighbours, everybody needs good neighbours Just a friendly wave each morning, helps to make a better day Neighbours, need to get to know each other Next door is only a footstep away Neighbours, everybody...

You can watch others playing games  And that can be lots of fun I claim  Watching basketball for some folks is great  But some prefer football any day they debate.  It's lots of fun for them while they converse and also laugh  Some prefer watching baseball any time on their behalf  Or watching car racing as they snack and slurp a drink  Enjoying good sports is al...

The last reply you sent i deleted  I don't remember what you said Something about blocking me on 'the old socials'  I threw my phone through an aquarium  The innocent, dot-eyed gudgeon, tried and flailed  to enquire 'why? Why me?' I shouted:  'IT'S NOTHING PERSONAL, MATE' 

She smiles, I cry. She is outgoing, I am shy. She loves, I am alone. She is amazing, I am unknown. She is beautiful, I am a mess. She is happy, I am depressed. My mask is perfect: She hides me.

Could've been a cowboy but, my arse didn't suit a horse. could've been an astronaut but I wandered off- off course. could;ve been a fireman but, my hose was waayy too short. yeah, I could've been a bank robber but, shit, I would've got my cute arse caught.

I've crossed deserts for miles Swam water for time Searching places to find A piece of something to call mine (I'm coming) A piece of something to call mine (I'm coming) Coming closer to you Ran along many moors Walked through many doors The place where I want to be Is the place I can call mine (I'm coming) Is the place I can call mine (I'm coming) Coming closer to you I'm moving, I'm coming Can y...

They appeared slowly Like stars one by one Vole holes Holes from voles Not a rat, nor mouse, nor mole But a vole Tracks from one hole to another Blades of grass flattened by tiny feet In the dead of night In the light hours, they huddle In dark underground tunnels Dreaming vole dreams Out of sight by the watchful attention Of hawks, owls, and perturbed humans Their doings impart a rather swiss che...

He took me to the coast and walked me past The fair, the candyfloss, the arcade games, And then he pulled me playfully Inside the little sea life centre. Dilapidated and unloved But still it teemed with screaming kids. I let him pay, it was a first date after all. And then we entered underwater love, Hand in hand as we travelled deeper, deeper Into ocean halls. He stopped in front of jelly fish An...

Aye dread getting *******    and getting washed     even without spectacles    that haint no mo' six-pack ab which nearly rock-ribbed    mid equatorial zone shapeshifted     into corpuscular blubbery     ancillary physiognomy    where aye wanna bab  bull posttraumatic stressed out    middle age...

John Edward Robinson is often called the first serial killer of the digital age: He was the first serial murderer on record to have used internet chatrooms to lure his victims to their deaths. His early years were a collage of petty crimes. He embezzled money from the clinic where he worked as an x-ray technician (a clinic he only got a  job in because he forged his certification and papers). When...

Science defines my virtue. Factual and fictional books are my domain. Don’t speak to me of pixies, fairies, and unicorns, Or of your monopoly on morality, love, faith, and shame.  I am what I am And of what I do I claim my own. I fight for my survival   Of which need not be told, judged or shown.   There is no all knowing Or an immortal god of my fate he will judge. For wh...

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go. We think by feeling. What is there to know? I hear my being dance from ear to ear. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. Of those so close beside me, which are you? God bless the Ground!   I shall walk softly there, And learn by going where I have to go. Light tak...

Sweet merry happy chickadee was terrified of the old racer chimpanzee  He is not so bad threw in the bumblebee  If you knew him well, you could easily see…   But he has such a loud monster truck-like Humvee!  It scares the honey nectar juice out of me!  We watched him race at the chimpanzee Grand Prix. My auntie Tee paid for Chickadee’s entrée fee.   Now we are all fr...

Timbaland was an entertainment theme park at the Crucial Crew complex in Cornbrook, Manchester, England which operated from 1979 to 2008. The park was located in the heart of Manchester city centre adjacent to Harry Ramsden's. The tour attracted over 5 million visitors, but visitor numbers were waning by the late 1990s due to some health and safety violations by staff members. 

Come nose to nose with sharks and turtles and prepare for astonishingly close views of everything from humble starfish to magical seahorses. Discover the beautiful tropics of Stingray Bay, or the humidity in our dense Rainforest Adventure, go beneath the waves in our underwater tunnels or pop up in our bubble tanks and say hello to our clownfish!

I'm tired mate. I'm exhausted with trying to please you, with trying to second-guess you. I think it's the best part of a decade we've  known each other, and yet it turns out I didn't know you at all. You're the tin man, mate. You've got not heart, mate. You never made it to the emerald city. You're just sat in the enchanted forest. Rusting. Tired. Like me. Tired as fuck.

Chev Chelios (Jason Statham), a hit man wanting to go straight, lets his latest target slip away, then he awakes the next morning to a phone call that informs him he has been poisoned and has only an hour to live unless he keeps adrenaline coursing through his body while he searches for an antidote.

When the world, leaves you feeling blue You can count on me, I will be there for you When it seems, all you hopes and dreams Are a million miles away, I will re-assure you We've got to all stick together Good friends, there for each other Never ever forget that I've got you and you've got me, so Reach for the stars Climb every mountain higher Reach for the stars Follow your heart's desire Reach fo...

IT was a chilly November afternoon.  I had just consummated an unusually hearty dinner, of which the dyspeptic truffe formed not the least important item, and was sitting alone in  the dining-room, with my feet upon the fender, and at my elbow a small  table which I had rolled up to the fire, and upon which were some  apologies for dessert, with some miscellaneous bottles...

Never give all the heart, for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seem Certain, and they never dream That it fades out from kiss to kiss; For everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy, kind delight …

When you kill it at the edge of the pan, you don't notice That the egg grows an eye in death. It is so small, it doesn't satisfy Even the most modest morning appetite. But it already watches, already stares at your world. What are its horizons, whose glassy-eyed perspectives? Does it see time, which moves carelessly through space? Eyeballs, eyeballs, cracked shells, chaos or order? Big questions f...