somewhere soonish in our imminent future when everyone's name is dave in a way there will be no daveisions as in a way we'll all be the same yet the rich will still be sickeningly rich & the poor still far too poor plus the question 'who's the greatest dave?' will inevitably start another bloody dave-war ...
not that bothered but worried about everything & into everything yet easily distrac- did you hear that? they've not come to get me i best hide behind the settee just to be safe like ( sound as a pound ) ...
mid-morning turned a shade of vague from fluorescent directions to the ways of beige then magnolia the modern grey & beyond this there's not much that anyone can say ...
enter a competition & you might win a prize chances are you won't but there's no way if you don't try it might be a chicken that quacks like a duck 'cause someone has to win these things fingers crossed good luck ...
underground - overground wombling free the wombles of wimbledon hybrids they be part badger - part binman one third something evil an escaped experiment they exclusively eat people ...
you're an inverse urban mithras in a retail park car park at night bringing the darkness back into light ~ ( resurrecting a bull ) ...
note to shelf aye i put you up myself with the skill of a donkey & that's why you're wonky note to shelf please don't be insulted as angles breathe life but you should have been consulted ( i'm sorry ) ...
shat that space is well beyond our understanding each time i peep up from the blinds it's still expanding into what? shite knows we haven't a clue but on a good night the mind expands too (x) ...
as long as there's apples well there's always pears they're kinder than apples to be fair them pears care they lack the sheer arrogance all apples possess so far from being inferior yes pears are the best ... ( author nodes; but strawberries are still better than raspberries - let's not get carried away ... ) { the end }
warning signs - alarm bells the songs of enya death knells entrails - chem trails ingrown toe nails vintage steam fairs - hiccups then lightning struck the bishop oh warning signs - alarm bells foretell with reason mean well ...
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