No... it has to be Alessia
even if a bit maudlin, maybe time of the month....
She should go to blacksheet lands where they deny it exists, well not quite true if you read Hamid's Head of a Mule....
racist Ogglin' cunts, and there's something far worse than confected racism (as defined by magnificent Coleman Hughes denying it exists, and my my it's so hard to say 'owt
without it being assumed,....
no way never she was wrong, Agent Z...
there must be a word for us.. pacifist 99.9% of the time left-ofJezza, and know that Green plumbers are only going to force all the plumbing jobs to Nigel's band of Ruperts..)
not even a picture online, of Hamid's magnificent book... Ce[a cute, one, cant be bothered though if she is mute] cile gave metoo in the best of ever booklists...
that sometimes i pass on....as per thistermorn.
typical, why they can only think of Furious operations as the true subtlety of what goes on below those tents is magnificent and very very interestingly harridan-ranty when it comes to the bedroom, even if they're not allowed to make the tea without putting the tent back on....
though ...perraps Keithtoo
always reliable to drown out the latterday narcs who of course don't know libraries were once quiet 'spaces' funny that and in past times people even politicians could think, too....
perraps that's cos their voters could thinktoo
cos perraps they didnt spend all day Utterin'
whatever nonsense that's nuthin'
loudly
Anyway now to seriious biz, even though what a scrap
Moral Maze right into the thick of it: " ehh im hearing exactly the same words, as per 2003.."
But then, in fact if i were head of the UN, i think i would say, right time to discriminate: women only, vote... on what the fuck do we say about international lore, folk in tents, all of it!
But there's something sadder than Keith's all-of-life-in-a-wordless-tuneful- pic,
well, readers and country hic,
my my what a bowl of cherries...
I wish i had my poem about Taria Square
its in my far longer other one:
liesdamagedotcom
and library
About a girl....walks out one day into it knowing she won't be coming home..
or eckerslike, likely not
And have i heard overheard one person in so called sweetpie
Swestershire
even mention, any smallest action, innaction
or back to the beginning.
AN ENTIRELY incomplete extemporisation upon what a fabulously informative winter thus far even if its t-shirt weather, and
to be cont but this time i really DO know exactly how to speak of what's become.
ref
