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Bugger me! I look
twenty years younger - it's a
full-length mirror-cle!...
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(17 Syllables)
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"Person. Woman. Man. Camera. TV." Nothing
wrong with the words - it's the bloody President
who's out of order...
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'Finding Freedom'? The Art of Self-Destruction,
more like. As demonstrated by a master practitioner:
Prince Harri-kiri...(The Gripes of Wrath?)
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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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