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A musing about catastrophic cosmetic surgery , the rich plastic surgeons hang Picasso paintings onto the walls of their Hollywood halls some reproduce them in the flesh turning their patients into gargoyles .

A poem for Katy on reception who drives ever man crazy by giving them a glimpse of the promised land then watches them walk towards her straight into the quicksand .

A poem for Katy on reception who drives ever man crazy by giving them a glance of the promiscuous land then watches them walk towards her straight into the quicksand .

Our capitalist need to succeed involves the selfishness of Greed , it's one of the seven instincts of survival which the human acquired as a hunter gathering to out wit its rival .

A musing about giving your offspring a strong polysyllabic sounding name something to inspire them to aspire towards fortune and fame.

A musing I wrote about the private member's bills passed with rousing British Parliamentary pomposity it sounds like they're committing a serious aural atrocity but in truth the politicians are usually blurting out a diatribe that's being spieled through their own suppositories .

What was once the stamp of a tramp and cut onto criminal class is now adorning the face and physique of royalty aristocrat and supermodel chic.

In the 1980s Yorkshire towns were all male prowess, which usually ment attempting a liquid suicide on drink each night to show your tribe what a man you  were ,It ended with some terrible casualties , the Yorkshire accent is extremely harsh and to most people I would think almost  incomprehensible good luck .

A poem for supertramp who had a unique way of curing his halitosis by drinking the bathroom cabinet bare mixing aftershave aperitifs and cough medicine cognacs but I say beware beware of that naughty little minx called the Ambre Solaire .