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A Soulmate’s Coffin

Vampire from coffin crawls from earth Bloodless. Lifeless. Second birth A soul left. Hole. No more mirth Soulmate of Orpheus hates their death Kiss of life can’t restore breath

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April fOOl’s up entire Month

April Fool’s Day. What’s the point? Fake-news. Each day. Time out-of-joint #Napowrimo. Inflates. Grows Dark-energy. Ben-Okri knows Sneeze and snooze and freeze your booze Eye for eye. I win. You lose. Thirty days and thirty nights Fool mOOn comes sOOn. … Continue reading

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Back to the Future is a Science Fiction Odyssey

My research skills suck. Some things seem obvious to me, but I can’t find evidence anyone else agrees. Maybe it’s too obvious to be stated publicly. Maybe my dyslexia hampers my ability to see what’s out there. Maybe this is … Continue reading

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Wave-particle duality of Labour’s leadership campaign

And he burns ham. Smoking pork Pigs will fly. Cop-chopper dork Chips with gravy. Biscuits. Fork Weather vane feels strain. Don’t work Wave-particle. Duality To be a bouncing HB sea Socialist ripples vibrate free Andy B. Special Branch tree Theresa … Continue reading

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David Cameron’s new clothes

Black and white unite and fight Time to flush Tories tonight Nicola’s no one man band Scotland wails for help, England Civil rights for all of us As Scots won’t hide at back of bus Brothers, sister, everywhere Don’t sit … Continue reading

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Scotland peels an Orange Mirage. UKIP on tip. Goodbye Farage.

Orange Order? I’m tellin’. It’s Nigel I’m smellin’. Boris. Farage. Nick Clegg’s pledge? A mirage. Robinson outta Admit his #ProjectFEAR slaughter. #BBC’s Jackie Bird Dive bombs with Tory t***. #BetterTogether? Scotland dislikes the weather. Freedom today. Time to do it … Continue reading

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Theresa May own a Tree House. She hides Bob Lambert. Rapist. Louse.

Scotland needs a tree of life. No more abused, neglected wife. Trees are green. Scotland will bloom. By casting off this Tory gloom. Theresa May, what do you say? How many rapists do you pay? Bob Lambert’s undercover team? Our … Continue reading

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