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They say there’s a God called Ganga Rok And he lurks out there in the trees, While rumours tell of the sacrifice Of a woman, down o..

Letitia, you with the marble thighs Have you found the will to roam, Letitia, you with the gravel eyes Are you going to go back home? ..

On a Friday night at the Rhymers Club They meet at the Gun & Whale, They take a seat and they all compete By telling the tallest tale..

My wife has a mind like a steel trap, There’s nothing escapes her view, It must be something that women share When they say, &lsquo..

I’d been on my own for so many years That my heart had turned to stone, It must have shown in my miserable face For the women le..

I’d never believed in the living dead In the movies of the time, Though the wife curled up in a foetal ball At zombies, covered ..

The Waxworks of Nathaniel Trask Had an entrance that was grim, Beneath a couple of arches There were gargoyles, looking in. He&rsq..

Near the village of Camberwell And down a dusty track, There stood an ancient building Half in ruin, half intact, They said that a..

My mistress, Annabelle de la Plante Was the Duchess of faint heart, She was always prone to the vapours And would faint at a passing cart..

How did I lose you, I confess It couldn’t be love, but carelessness, I thought the years in their passing might Be spent in caring,..