I have been scratching scribe to script and burning tallow onto table in order to bring you a fabulously free A to Z of poetry.
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Gesamtlänge aller Episoden: 14 hours 1 minute
CHIQUITITA
A little Ditty for Unis the Philipino irish girl who worked at the crown hotel and blew the minds and trousers of all those old pensioners from the Harrogate rotary club .
MY KINGDOM FOR A HORSE
A short story I wrote about doing a favour for a friend which then turned into a terrifying experience of trying to get back to some semblance of civilization . #Poesía#Poésie#Poësie#الشعر#কবিতা#Poeziju#Поезия#詩歌#诗歌#Poezija#Poezie#Poesi#شعر#Poëzie#Luule#Serekali#tula#Runous#Ποίηση#કવિતા#Pwezi#שירה#कविता#Paj Huam#Költészet#Ljóð#Puisi#Filíocht#詩#시#Puisi#Thơ#Şiir#شاعری#บท กวี#Mashairi#Поезії#Поэзии
PLASTIC FANTASTIC
A musing about the catastrophic cosmetic surgery the surgeons hang Picasso paintings onto the walls of their Hollywood halls and also seem to be reproducing them into the flesh .
THE PROMISED LAND
A poem for Katy on reception who drives ever man crazy by giving them a glimpse of the promised land then watches them walk towards her straight into the quicksand .
THE PROMISED LAND
A poem for Katy on reception who drives ever man crazy by giving them a glance of the promiscuous land then watches them walk towards her straight into the quicksand .
GREED
Our capitalist need to succeed involves the selfishness of Greed , it's one of the seven instincts of survival which the human acquired to out wit its hunter gathering rival .
NAME AND SHAME
A musing about giving your offspring a strong polysyllabic sounding name something to inspire them to aspire towards fortune and fame.
THE PRIVATE MEMBERS BILL
A musing about the private member's bills passed with rousing British Parliamentary pomposity it sounds like they're committing a serious aural atrocity but it's usually being diatribed by someone that's spieling through their own suppository .
TATTOO
What was once the stamp of a tramp and cut onto criminal class is now adorning the face and feet of the royalty aristocrat and the supermodel chic.
BIG JUDD.
In the 1980s Yorkshire towns were all male prowess, which usually ment attempting a liquid suicide of drink each night to show your tribe what a man you were. It ended with some terrible casualties. The Yorkshire accent is extremely harsh and to most people I would think almost uncomprehensible.