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A poem I wrote about our cenotaph , every town in Britain has one of these grisly reminders to the great war and then ever war there after .At first they were a pilgrimage for the patriotic to come and worship their glorious dead but now they're used by so many different swathes of society as a place to rebel, and then there's the drunks and drug addicts who seem to favour and gravitate towards these ancient monuments almost similar to those druids who worship in the circle of Stonehenge.
A short song I wrote about the monster munch crisps as a love song I did it whilst riding aboard a train the 11.34 from Bicester to London Marylebone station 12.38 recorded in two takes outside McDonald's in double quick time.
a musing about an artist girlfriend and her crazy cultural crew, their works of art or gestation periods of genius seem to take as long as those of a real pregnancy .
Looking at my Godson Watching the Lion king I cast my mind back to childhood and when I saw a pathetic beast a lion that was used as a pet in a scrap yard chained, toothless, clawless and castrated, it died of pneumonia because of cold and cruelty terrible how we bring these beautiful beasts to suffer in our cold climates to become a caged curiosity .
