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"You go on a head,"
I said to my bowler, "I'll
catch you up later"...
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(17 Syllables)
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If you're going to fly anywhere, fly off the
handle - you won't need to go into quarantine
when you return...
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Can vegetarians wear pork pie hats?...
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Cancelled...cancelled...cancelled? This really
is getting on my Gatwick! (Flying is no
longer 'plane sailing' - unless you mean we're
all in the same boat, haha...)
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"How bad do things have to get before Boris
acts?" people are asking. Boris IS acting -
acting the part of Prime Minister. And not
very well, according to most reviews...
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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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