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High-life-low-life
Annabel and Dave are sorted
toast the life they always courted
with Johnny Walker Black (imported)
by a geezer in Gibraltar.
Dave’s new boat’s a thirty footer
cowhide seats as soft as butter
room to practice with his putter
cruising down to Malta.
Made his pile in double glazing
take and margins just amazing
dreams of days of golf and lazing
on the Costa’s beac...
Monday 2nd February 2009 3:19 pm
testament
I am element earth and ore,
the twinkle in the sawdust floor. I am the brass that’s
pressed and minted I am the note that’s newly printed. The rattling
change and ringing till, the dirty, dog-eared dollar bill, the jealous
gre...
Monday 15th December 2008 7:14 pm
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