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This is a song I wrote for a wild womanising Scotsman who was known as the stud with blue blood , a true lady killer ,The Martini Man ,any time any place any where.

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A song I wrote for Colette who's a florist that works out of a Norman church on a Country estate; when you go there its like entering into the garden of Eden , what with the scent an sight of so many flowers ,then she's also bathed and baptized in the light of the stained glass windows she looks very much like an angel .

This song was written for Patricia Barr, an extremely kind farmer's wife who used to look after me on a farm while I was growing up. Her life was terribly arduous; she had to run a smallholding while also trying to control four small children. She had demanding duties, including milking cows in the early morning, walking miles to the shop, baking bread, plucking game birds, cooking, cleaning, mucking out stables, harvesting potatoes, cutting kale, and picking berries, apples, and strawberries. However, she was tough tougher than any man yet beautiful and kind.

​This song I wrote after chatting with friend ; He used to be a macho male. However with each decade Medallion Man / Mondeo Man an Metro man has given way to the "AI Amazonian " woman ;Now the male of our species has become "Maisonian Man" the house Dad.

This is a song I wrote about when I was a young teenager. At school, there were two jobs on offer when you left: one was to go down the mine, and the other was to go into the steelworks both brutal, backbreaking work. You came home covered in either red dust from the steel or black dust from the nearby NCB pit. I didn't take either one, but my friends .

This is a song I wrote from a poem that I scratched out a long time ago for a friend: a true Celt with a black hijab of hair, alabaster white skin, and blue husky dog eyes. A brimstone and bagpipes preacher who once baptized me in a cold stone water trough to cleanse the sin from my soul and skin.

God blesson Brave!!.

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A song I wrote quite a while ago which was taken from a poem I wrote even further back in time; it's about when you go to see a dead body in the mortuary some look so peaceful whilst others look as though the devil or the grim reaper as collected them mouths screaming out their last words of terror I have seen both unfortunately.

The music is written in a macabre style similar to that of an old seventies series called tales of the unexpected which had light and fluffy musical theme even though the plot was mainly about murder.

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A song I wrote about a soul catcher waiting patiently at the edge of a black hole to capture our very essence, then freeze drying us in the absolute zero of infinity. Giving him our life's plasma concentrate, we'd be ready for a re-nucleation or reconstitution and what better freeze drying facility than the vacuum of space.

​This is a tune I wrote after watching a woman walk into my space with a whipping boy in tow. He was spellbound by this Queen Solitaire soul caged to her slave; Looking at this poor fellow, I briefly saw my reflection a slave to love.

A song for my wonderful step mother who has the heart of an angel.