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My wife's a foxy
minx in her fifties. Even
more in her onesies!...
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(17 Syllables)
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Davina McCall talks of her 'divorce diet'. Is that
when you lose around 90 kilos? (or whatever it
is that your ex happens to weigh)?
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She also talks of her perimenopause. Seeing as
as she now seems hotter and saucier than ever,
methinks it was probably a peri-perimenopause.
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September's here! Bring out the sweaters and
long trousers! (It's an autumnatic reaction, sadly
- I love every month of the year exceptember.)
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Yes, plants CAN chat (news item). Why, only
yesterday Daisy and Violet were telling me they
were off to the hairdresser's as their roots were
showing...
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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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