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The tree surgeon wriggled in his harness to getcomfortable, then helowered his helmet'slarge Perspexvisor, yanked twice on the starter cord, and appli..
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First the typewriter crashedupon the ground, rolled to the side and spat out its teeth, and then, to collectthem,like a flock of scavengingbirds, ..
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A work in progress, if anyone can suggest a way to end this I'd be much obliged.
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Sometimes I could just take a knife,
Find a soft spot on my skin,
And begin to undress myself of flesh
At first, it might not come away easily
And..
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ROBOTS, KNOW YOUR PLACE!proclaimed the vast audio billboard that straddled skyway 19.
‘BOO,'shouted Worsel from thewindow of the car, his ha..
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The man in the dark coat was unlike any man I’d seen. He was partially concealedin the darkness of the alleyway and by his lank hair that chan..
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'You and I are nothing alike,'
Said the manquite firmly to the tree
'I do not take root as you do, waiting idlyaround
'Until someone bringsme wat..
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Black cars without drivers and headless dogs were the stuff of my dreams. I say dreams, not nightmares, because they were strangely untroubling. The..
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Some things I really shouldn't do
Like smother someone's chair in glue
Like break wind and then blame a child
And be the first to act reviled
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Some things, some things are hardto accept
Like new haircuts that arewindswept
Likefootballers that are inept,
And alarm clocks when I've overslep..
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