Half past fifteen o-clock

Everything’s out of kilterlife has lost its balance wheelthe mainspring’s gone all slinkythe escapement’s screwed, he thinks she is to blameshe thinks his excuses are lame, I think that skydiving’s a viableoption and a parachute is in myopinionnecessaryshe packs it happily for meI get worriedtoo easily, perhaps I’ll go sailing instead…

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Roaming

An eye for an eye?Polyphemus blinkedand it was game over. winner takes all. Tuesday andsomeone has to pay, it’sbloody cold out on the balconyRomeo can take a hike,Shakespeare, ‘get on your bike’something Tebbit wouldn’t saywellnot on Tuesday anyway…

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