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sorry, we've got no
mermaids, could you make do with
some blow-up doll'phins?...
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('Surfing the net for doll fins': 17 Syllables)
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You can make love, said my wife. But I ignored her. Which is why I didn't
make the finals of The Scrabble World Championships. 7 points for vole
doesn't get you far...
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Looks like Ed ball's going to have a whale of a time on Strictly. A beached
one, sadly...
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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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