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Bathtime Blues

Appearance

How long

Expat

Exploitation

Judy 1938 - 2024

Yesterday

Grazing

Pome For The Day.

David Cherry

A Catography

Fatigue

State Of The Union

Manifesto For Truth

People Watching

Vowels

Rude Awakening

Jack of All Trades

At The Moulin Rouge

Weather

Sitrep

Longest Day 6 June 1944

Climate Matters

Watchers?

The Sleeping Giant

Goodbye Mr. Moon

Singing With Scouse

As Yet Untitled

Cowden Beach, East Riding

Le Petomane

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Jousting Part Ii

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Truths

With his little Digi camera
He wandered down the street
With it hidden in his pocket
It was so small and neat
He took candid photographs
Of every one that he saw
Caught Harry Peters slipping
Out of Mary Kelly's door
Snapped a quickie of some washing
He caught every little flicker
Of the windy entanglement of
Two shirts and a pair of knickers
He photographed his own left foot
And Sally Jones's nose
Four pound of mince in a butcher's shop
And a blooming climbing rose
Oh his little Digi camera
Opened up his eyes
For tout le monde knows
The camera never lies

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