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Lint Upon Tweed

It's never too late to be what you might have been. George Eliot

Poetry…

I’m having a lot of fun with poetry at the moment.  So much so that I decided to just create a page that contains links to the other poetry pages on the blog.

I’m not saying any of what I’ve written is worth a heap of horse shit…actually, the horse shit is probably worth more money because it can be used as fertilizer…but I’m having fun writing it anyway.

I hope you enjoy and pass it along.  And as always, feel free to leave vile comments.

The Witch With A Twitch

Sock Boy

Penny the Pen

A Valentine’s Day Love Story

Idib {and}

The Chase

Willa, Oh Willa

I counted the apples

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