No admittance without a ticket

” Repent and be saved “and who saves me fromEvangelist CityE.20? Stratford’s like a talking bookeverywhere you lookanother chapter, bible study buddiesthe book of Job, joblessgobbling off by telling uswe are the sinners. sometimes I am glad thatit’s raininglike now…

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A bleak house

Charles, you canforget about the tar and just feather meand I will spread my wings and fly free. Weathering the storm which appears to bethe new ‘norm’but no matter how fast you run or how faryou flytime catches up with you, by and by we’ll all go to sleepif only to keep the dreams we…

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Weirder things

What if,you found outthat you werea cardboard cut-outlike in one of thosebookswhere you could be dressedby a stranger in even strangerclothes see page five for hipster gear…

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…and you?

I’m havingcoffee, hot,from the hot coffee potseems reasonable to me. ahSaturdaylaze away andthink of things to doand think of them some more, breakfast,might try a bacon roll,take a leisurely strollbutI’ll have to think about it. thinking is goodbutdoing is better, I’m thinking of doing better…

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Post Covid

This is the new societywe get pissedthey call it sobriety it’s not what you’d calla surprise to methey change terms and conditionsquite frequently…

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Collectables

In the top drawer underneath the handkerchievesare the missiles, (forgive me), missivesthat you sent to give me hopeevery one of them, and I keep them for I might need them inthe future…

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Sixteen silver pieces

If you could have seen throughthe eyes that saw youyou’d have seen that I adored you, things that were and were not to beshould be the things that were notallowed to see. God loves a joke…

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What does anything mean?

I would like to keep chickens, ones that lay Faberge eggs. Beet Boop says, out of the loop? you were never in it. That’s the trouble with cartoons, Da Vinci knew and now you do too. we’re all Vitruvian men in an artists eye…

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Cod mornay for dinner

The lights go downthe room looks dimmerand the years pass by, thenthey marry you off to aZimmerand you wonder whythe years passed bywithout you noticing, if life was a jobI’d hand my notice intomorrow…

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Christmas tiers

It’d be marzipan time and hot mince pies with brandy sauce, but of course, now it won’t be, it’s not the turkey they’re stuffingit’s me…

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Hidden secrets

You don’t want to staybut you’re frightened to leaveand you’re searching for oxygenbecauseyou can’t breatheor perhapsbefore total collapseyou want to fan the flamesas you set yourself on fire…

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Epicentre

If criticism is nine points of the flawwhat are we fighting for?peace and harmony?unlikely, strife is goodso goodthere should be a strife club,and the first rule of the strife clubis? I’ll leave that up to you…

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Jailed

Lockdown,yourhome from homethis century and itsTombstone. But waitwe’re missing the cowboysaren’t we?No!look yonder to the South Bankand I think you’ll see them there. Curfew for the manyimposed by the few,which leaves the Cur,and we know where he is,but not what he’s up to…

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On the wrong frequency

Things are not going our way are they?, butwe can still do ‘the Lambeth Walk’and still talk the talk,chalk one up for us. Brexit’s the pitsor it would beif we had any, they make coal today from Legoit’s not smokeless and it costs morebutit makes it easier to build a fire…

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The Doctor will see you now

Frankensteining,a term that I heard many years ago. well I’ve sucked the life from many a good bookdrank the text, bent the spine and made thestory written inside mine. I have been the hero and villain, the willingaccomplice, the Mister and the Miss because Ididn’t want to waste anything. But that’s not Frankensteiningthat only happens…

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Mariner

Still swimming in the oceans of her eyesand every sunrise reminds me that she has depthsI have yet to discover…

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240 alternating

She short-circuited mequite casually, Ithough she’d blownall my fusesbybruising my ego,how was I knowthat this was only thebeginningandlights outhadn’t even beenmentioned…

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On point

I’m getting closer to calamitywhere stars collide with infinitythe galaxy is not a place to beespecially if you’re me…

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Ccccc, not Ovid the Roman

We shall all have one big get-togetherweather permitting,the men can play cricketand the ladiescan carry on with their knitting. There’ll be a quizboys pitting their wits against the girlsand when the girls winwhich is a foregone conclusionthere’ll be utter confusion. Tickets are one pound apiecewith fifty percent going topay off the policefor turning a blind…

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