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Tag Archives: The Pikey Laureate

Rain

Rain is – as they say in the army – ‘just wet. It ‘ll dry, you bastards!’

Love giveth

Love giveth and love taketh away again. Blesséd be the hooker at the top of my lane.

Snow…

Falling On Cedars really was a terribly boring novel, no?

The Barefoot haiku #1

Quit clanging that god- damn bell and let me drink my beer in peace, tourist.