Craig Thomas
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Makes the heart grow fonderA Poem by Craig ThomasWhilst I sit and idly muse my vacant mind can freely choose the subject of my poem next but nothing comes, I'm totally vexed The fact I write is.. |
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Dark Matter at the whitworth.A Poem by Craig ThomasFirst two verses written before walking round, the last one after. |
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When I grow up I want to be a footballerA Poem by Craig ThomasI'm not angry, I'm not bitter I'm only posting this on twitter Cos every week you shout my name and forty thousand heaping blame is quite a lot o.. |
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A place for everythingA Poem by Craig ThomasThe way I am, odd.... |
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Alone but connectedA Poem by Craig ThomasI am an early riser. Always have been. This ditty was written in bed on my iPod in the early hours. |
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