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Posted by on Jan 27, 2011 in Poetry | 0 comments

Poem Day 8

Poem Day 8 Today I think Of the pregnant woman’s belly Like a bag of swag In a white T shirt And her swollen face She’s relaxed Letting go Because she might fart...

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Posted by on Dec 18, 2010 in Blogh | 2 comments

Captain Beefheart

When I was living in New Zealand there was a national radio station. On Staurdays, for 24 hours, the mike was handed over to the listeners to play whatever they liked....

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