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I was working out in the gym
yesterday. It cost me 10p per minute.
That's what I was working out.
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(Vincent Hefter, Daily Mail, Feb 10)
('Beer belly? - gym'll fix it. Not': 26 Syllables) (26? - bugger! the writing's expanding, too)
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Would a possible cut in the drink-drive limit stop my wife driving me up the wall? - I doubt it. She's teetotal.
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Who doesn't like a 3-liner? (Quite a few of you don't, apparently.) Well, I'll have you know that many a critic has said of my work "at least it's in English" - and as for the great Stephen Fry, he once said of me "Vincent who?" Let's just say I supply the litter to the litterati [sic - but only at times] - ie: I write rubbish. But rubbish mostly inspired by the HAIKU, the 17th Century Japanese verse form consisting of 3 lines and 17 (5-7-5) syllables. (WARNING: flash photography and limericks)
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