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Updated: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 04:38 pm

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I'm a Plumber that's been writing poetry since my father and closest friend died in 1998. Interests include riding and building motorcycles, people watching and writng, I drink beer and still have the pipes I used to smoke, they remind me of the time you could do both without being frowned upon by that new breed of e-cig gadgeteers that pass as modern day man.


Pop Tart I can see your belly hanging over your trousers that are almost as tight and as short as your blouse is and do I see your bra is that one you’ve bought it looks most uncomfortably wired an taught though it’s none of my business I have to ask why you’ve pushed up your cleavage so un-naturally high and is that a thong or the shattered remains of a gusset that failed to comply with the strains or simply the handles for some cleaning device though flossing one’s arshole in publics not nice and no I’m not staring I’m reading tattoos or is it just stains from the toilet-blocked blues or proof not just farmers have tup-marked ewes or maybe it’s print and I’m reading the news perhaps it’s the pages of fashion tips you’ve somehow digested and stuck on your hips botox and buttocks wax and wane all snatch and sniff in a silicone brain by Vinty Kneale

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