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Tuesday, November 13, 2018

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LAWRENCE OF EL- RIBIA. riginal.

This elusive search is factual. No sex. No sin. No inane half-baked bean jokes. No glorification of man's scrotumable conquest of the wild beaver of desirification. No intoxicational indent or indeed indoctrinational sleazy side- show of tittlating perversary flap. Except between two flaps of the desert.

In lieu of my impending sand foray I purchased on-line a "buy one get one free rotten toe-nail ointment dispenser that rids one of desert 'fungus foot'." So powerfully expensive that your foot disappears, and you are left in a state of de-nailment... Read More

Jack and Jill got off the pill to try and make some laughter.

Jack felt down he left town Jill came trembling after.

(Bear with me)

Jill and Jack they got back.

To talkin' bout their problems.

They both agreed there was no need

For figntin' an' a squabblins'.

Grown ups and kids think that Jack and Jill DESPITE their fame and monetary gain that made them household names - have nary a care in the world. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Let's go back to the beginning. Jack,an unknown actor in 'Gollywood', tried out for a part in... Read More

THE OLD DIGGER. riginal.

It was winter. The old man shifted painfully on the word-stained bench by the schoolyard. His one good eye lit up momentarily as the strident schoolbell rang and the students streamed homewards. A young boy broke away from his schoolfriends and ran towards the old man. "Hi pop!" "Hi! sonny." It was a familiar greeting. They both sighed.

The boy laughed, steaming nostrils and ruddy face turned upwards. He clapped his tiny hands together pressing them to his old friend's cheeks. Both recoiled in a mock shudder.

"Y'no son, I was young once."... Read More

ERIC DRIBBLE'S 105 & NEEDS SAX BADLY. riginal.

Hello all round people goin' round the world usin' this Internackers thingy to send their Toe Enails, Twatters, Spacebook, n' Bogs n' paste n' cuts, n' bloody trollies n' 'specially mix n' snatch (your money) women who are lookin' for sax or even a well-used mouth organ with minimal spit. And 'specially those Pawn sites.

I'm 105 year old Eric Dribble...but only occasionly. I'm usin' me grand-daughter's lapband computer thingy with a mouse...actually a she-rat. Wish the darn thing would stop crappin' over the keyboard. I... Read More

YOU CAN FILL AN OLD CUPBOARD WITH WISE CRACKS. riginal. "For the sword of inspiration lies rusted without thought...best to slash at ideas than to rust and do nought!"(riginal 2013). "For what gaineth an unoriginal thought if it is embellished and framed in 'factual history' only to drown in the ever present sea of perpetual boredom and sameness of war and histronics." (riginal 2013). If you believe in these quotes please read no further.

Once upon a 'dime'. No, this is not a mathematical calculation by the learned Descartes who was in charge of the U.S. Treasury residual remnants of... Read More

"If a leaf falls in a forest and no one hears it fall does it make a sound?" That philosophical piece filtered into my mind as I was sitting on a branch in Scandinavia whittling a piece of bark from a fallen Scandinavian bark back sappling that had recently stopped barking back...or forward as it had just been uprooted by a back barking bear...10 minutes earlier. The fool of an animal had just injected phlebitis in my arm...a part of me which I was reluctant to part with as it is a much needed part of my overall body make-up...IE: not only is it a part of my body that is essential to the... Read More

THE CASE OF THE MISSING BALLERINA. riginal.

The name's Dream, Mike Dream. Private investigator. I work outa Dreamsville. It's just above Nightmare Place. Somewhere north of sleepless nights. Smoke-filled hazy days. Someone once said to me "relax Mike, roll back those hazy lazy daze of summer."

As the only P.I. on call 24/7 in Dreamsville U.S.A. I didn't have time to roll anything hazy or lazy. Maybe the occasional salad relish roll but I didn't relish relish. I had to be alert. I lit another cig, they were killing me but I had to stay awake. Last time I fell asleep the butt burnt... Read More

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Musings Of A Poet

Agree Barb, throwing the baby out with the bath water 'aint the answer. Take care. :>)

Musings Of A Poet

I know Rigina, when it takes a week for legite comments to appear it is upsetting, and it is killing the site slowly. Surely there must be a better way to address the spammers and floggers. Also taking away ratings if you do not post in a period of...

Musings Of A Poet

ed i was one of the original complainers about people using this site to flog their stuff. Now legite comments don't show?


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