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Tom's trapped a nerve, you
say? Wow, he's never shown that
sort of skill before...
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(17 Syllables)
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London, Prague, Monaco, France? Wow, Shirley
Bassey's cut an album in four places! Less painful
than breaking a leg in three, I guess...
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You can keep all your fancy butters - nothing
beats my darling wife's middle-age spread...
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I'd like to give all makers of 'artisan' butter a pat
on the back. And then I'd give them some baking
soda to wipe it off with...
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Do heavy smokers become even heavier when
they stop?..(Vincent Hefter, Daily Mail, August 7)
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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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