Today the Sun went orange & none of the guessperts know why but nonetheless there it sits all massive like its citrus-based coloursake shining in the sky. Maybe it's fake-tan or fence preserver or it wants to go marching with William's fan club in July - twinkle - thinkle - the child prodigies they wonder as today the Sun went orange & none of the guessperts know why ? ...
photography
have you seen my unicorn?
I don't suppose you've seen my Unicorn ? I've been searching high then low, I tethered him outside my local Happy Shopper - oh I wonder where the tosser could go ? Is he in the library studying Cuneiform ? I've scanned as far as my eyes can see, maybe it's poachers or invisibility as upon his horn is now worn the ring of Gyges ? ...
upon not seeing a ghost…
Upon not seeing a ghost I am still quite able to speak the goosebumps on my arms are very non-existent I didn't turn as white as a sheet. Upon not seeing a ghost no scare has taken hold of me maybe they're on strike or skiving up a tree - I wonder where they could be ? ...
shaturday
Infuriated by cross stitchers, lark twitchers & harp pickers. Genocide, the M25, that wicked bee hive & the stench on Fly-Tip Drive. Then shafted by the MINING INDUSTRY, a minor celebrity, ~ that shat brevity ~ , a distinct lack of levity & non-longevity. Artistic gymnasts, Benedictine skin flaps, holes in Poundland bin bags plus the pun had run away - you bastard Shaturday x ...