Prep time

There’s no accounting for taste waste, paste that on the blackboard, billboard still bored? be a fish. I wish but it seldom works, maybe my wish needs batteries. Later, back to the bowels of the earth, work and a dearth of humour but there’s a rumour that it’s nearly Christmas, it’s funny how the lights…

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Seas of Saturday

This is the last drop off, the countdown’s begun to the great rip off and yet we’re still getting on for the ride. Perhaps we’ll learn when cities burn and the fat lady sings to the moon, something tells me that won’t be happening soon, too many cops and too many spooks watching us while…

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