A touch of being touched

The module I handed in was ( at the time ) engaged in a Lunar landing, in that unbelievable moment of madness I took leave of my senses, but they’ll remember me now. Up there at NASA it’s not a case of mi casa su casa and Trump got the jump on me, now I’m…

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The fog’s still on the Tyne

The   When there’s no more fish will we still wait for ‘when the boat comes in?’ when the plate’s licked clean, no more fat when times are lean, what will we wish for then?…

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That better future

I’m still drowning down in the dungeon where the ceiling’s leaking battery acid. Coughing up excuses for the ongoing abuses and it’s getting very tiring. Now! If I was wired in to the A team, became a member of the ‘don’t say no team’ my life would be a dream. Suffering is manifest do your…

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