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Jane went out last night,
so I had to try for a
baby on my own...
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(17 Syllables)
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Seeing as the new plastic £5 notes can survive being put through a
washing machine, should we expect an increase in money laundering?...
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An official review suggests 50 MPs may have to give up their seats. Not to
women, I trust. Wouldn't want to upset the militant feminists...
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Queen's major allegedly snorts powder off ceremonial sword. A tin foil,
presumably?...
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When the PM gave Jamie Oliver the cold shoulder, he probably took one
look at it and thought 'pork fried noodles, 20 minutes, dead easy'. Who
says he doesn't make a meal of it when he's snubbed?...
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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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