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I'm quite fond of a
bit of tripe, so I never
mind eating my words...
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(17 Syllables)
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Controlling one's waste and controlling one's
waist: fly-tipping and obesity, two scourges of
modern-day society, have a lot more in common
than you might think, haha...
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Reassuring to know John Bercow will never a peer
[sic - as a parrot] in the House of Lords, haha...
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A BET A PLACE - what bookmakers make the world?
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Do bookmakers always respect their betters?...
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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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