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Moments - Part I ...

story by R.L. Pfundt

[Warning: This story will deal with child abuse and neglect. So, if you don’t want to read a story that deals with that, which I completely understand, then this story probably isn’t for you.] Like most human beings, ... Read more

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murray

poem by james mccurdie

there was a young man called murray who ate this dodgy vindaloo curry he ran to the loo but there was a queque and screaming and kicking on the door he cried good god please hurry Read more

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Trump and Hitler ...

story by Daniel Moskowitz

Donald Trump and Adolf Hitler Sat together in Ecological Science Class. Adolf always paid close attention, But Donald goofed off..... Writing love letters To the girls in class With the biggest, sexiest breasts. After class, ... Read more

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The Profit of War

story by Daniel Moskowitz

I know you're fretting Over the murder of Jamal Khashoggi, Jewboy, And it's kind of a shame That he got chopped up into little pieces and all, But it don't really matter! If WE don't sell them Moozelems weapons to kill each othe... Read more

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Zombie

story by Daniel Moskowitz

First, I fell in love, And was rejected. I started to feel afraid and alone. The toxic smoke from wildfires came, Driving me out of my mind, But the only sense of belonging I could find Was with a White Supremacists Hate Group... Read more

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The Debate

story by Daniel Moskowitz

We should care about the Environment, but we need to prioritize Economic Development first. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Oh, are the Economy and the Environment Separate Realms? ----------------... Read more

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Shame....

story by Frank Hornby .

"With my head bowed, I had no choice...the thought of that dreaded walk, all I could do was hold my breath, and go, tears welled in my eyes, I'd never, ever felt such complete shame, and humiliation that was suddenly bestowed on me,... Read more

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MY FRIEND THE SPA...

lyrics by Kenvil Atkins

There is a little Sparrow Sitting upon my window It sings to me at midday But what can be his use It has me so confused He sings to me at midday A melody no way I name my little Sparrow Tell him about my sorrow One bright m... Read more

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Trapped...

story by Frank Hornby .

"I really had been lucky, I'd managed to avoid capture for six whole years, but eventually my luck finally ran out. Here I was completely surrounded, and trapped like a rabbit caught in the glare of headlights, there was no escape. My... Read more

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The 800m Runner

lyrics by Katie Lodge

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Dust (Humor)

poem by Joe Breunig

Those disembodied remnants, Earthly remains of unknown souls, are now assembled at my doorstep. Having piqued my attention, who are these unwelcome houseguests? Loved ones or Nordic heroes who were consumed in funeral pyres? Ho... Read more

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3 am

lyrics by Keith Jepson

3 am and I'm up agen last I slept all night I know not when people ask "Why 3 am"? I reply "It means that I still wake up agen"! Read more

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Jack and Jill

lyrics by Keith Jepson

I asked Jack and also Jill to go and get me some water they legged it up a very steep hill but didn't come down like they oughta Jack rolled down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after I stood at the bottom of the hill ... Read more

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Cheers Santa

lyrics by Keith Jepson

If you wish for a ;Merry Christmas' then there is nothing to fear from the sight of a sleigh being pulled by eight deer There is Donner and Blitzen like bolts from the blue with Dasher and Prancer vixen and Comet too Then ... Read more

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Crime doesn't pay...

story by Frank Hornby .

"It was my first, and only mistake, I'd seen it coming but just couldn't stop myself. How careless, and stupid of me!...and being found guilty I had to accept the rules, and unavoidable punishment, which was a spell in jail...... Whi... Read more

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Call Me Countrifi...

poem by Janet Vick

Some people may call me countrified ‘cause I don’t carry a germicide, nor reach for a cell phone, check e-mail, then bemoan, nor hold grudges or be evil-eyed. My clothes are not for the dignified, rather thin on... Read more

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Baby come back

lyrics by Keith Jepson

You talk like Hilda Ogden and you dance like Danny La Rue Your clothes all fit you like sacks and you wear a large size ten shoe..yes you do You live in a small bedsit apartment near an abattoir that doesn't half stink.. and you... Read more

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Steady Steady

poem by greg woods

Well I've worked in a few different states, But Queensland's hard to beat. Where you sweat all day in the hot sunshine, And rain is a blessing from the heat. They know the meaning of hard yakka up there, And everything's common... Read more

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Small Blue Bowl

publication by John Prophet

Small blue bowl. Speck of blue. Limitless black. Infinite void, existence. Finite understanding. Fish in a small blue bowl. Gulping. Gaping at what’s around. Existence in a small blue bowl. Can’t see much. ... Read more

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350 Degrees

lyrics by Roxanne Dubarry

Listen children if you please about a song about 350 Degrees. We all need to care about our environment We need to protect our planet earth. . It's all about the plastic garbage, polluting our oceans, lakes and streams. Isn't e... Read more