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dad did NOTHING this
morning - but it's taking him
much longer these days...
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("Won't be long, love": 17 Rather Sillybles)
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Bloody hell! Rats in Belgravia's Eaton Square? I wonder whether
they're any posher than our downmarket Portobello Roadents?...
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Students' grades plunge when cannabis is legalised, apparently.
I imagine that only applies to Class B students...
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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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