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He walked the length of the village street With a board - ‘The End is Nigh!’ In a dirty army overcoat, He looked like a n..

‘The neighbours are holding a Christmas fete,’ She said, ‘have asked us to go along, It’s fancy dress, we can go ..

I live in a great, wide open land At the other end of the earth, But the TV News and the Devil’s views Are beamed to my own hom..

The thickest smog that I’d ever seen Came down as I caught the bus, It swirled on down from the chimney tops And mixed with the..

There are times when fate steps in, and then You never stand a chance, For your life is cut and tailored to Some random fortu..

The cumulo-nimbus clouds crept up From the South, preceding the dawn, Under the cloak of darkness they Arrived as the day was born, The sun peered..

I’d come home unexpectedly, I know I should have said, But found you with another man Both sleeping, in our bed, I have no ..

‘I’m going away today,’ he said, ‘I’m going away for good!’ We looked at his suitcase, neatly packed,..

He’d buried his head in manuscripts And books for twenty years, He’d kept himself to himself had never Ventured down the ..

The coast was rugged and storm-swept as I battled it in the rain, The cliffs reared up, then fell away To a flat, deserted plain, ..