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My wife's as pretty
as a picture - that one by
Munch. 'The Scream', it's called.
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(she's got quite a big frame, too, come to think of it)
(17 Syllables)
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Seems the Army's now advertising for 'black British' privates and lance-corporals to
to join its recruitment team. Wouldn't people of colour sergeants do a better job?...
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If olive crops continue to fail, will salad become a problem that needs a dressing?...
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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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