The Rogue - A Novel
I'd done a few odd jobs for her in the past. Leastways for somebody who had hired on her behalf. The first time I hadn't even been aware of the identity of my actual employer. Never once met the lady.
'Ornery Cowpoke, part-time poet & day-dream detective.
I'd done a few odd jobs for her in the past. Leastways for somebody who had hired on her behalf. The first time I hadn't even been aware of the identity of my actual employer. Never once met the lady.
"All human things are subject to decay, and when fate summons, monarchs must obey" - John Dryden He twists and squirms to turn the truth around, an empty vessel making...
When my mum used to ask why my clothes were on the floor of my room I would always say "gravity, mum. It's gravity.".
It appears on your first post!.
Failing 4+ times on iPod 4G iOS 5. Scale or don't scale = fail..
On iPad 3 (unless I'm no longer allowed to like my own posts....).
This one comes from the app on a new iPad 3.
Here we go with some sort of Loren ipsum.....
...for the guys and girls at instagram who are now all instamillionaires. Doubtless their great app will now turn into a polished turd at the hands of Arsebook.
This is your country, love it or leave it; Beat the shit out of anybody who criticises it.
...always looking down their noses at you..
A steady diet of shit You think don't hurt a bit 'Til all those tv calories Have turned your brain into cheese Just a neat commercial wheeze To keep you on your knees So when the rioters turn up You...
Don't gurn like a feeble-minded idiot and stop snivelling or I'll give you something to cry about!.
A Cork radio station was running a competition - words that weren't in the dictionary, yet could still be used in a sentence that would make sense. The prize was a trip to Bali.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
"Ne m'attendez pas cette soirée, parce que la nuit sera noire et blanche." ~ Gérard de Nerval's last words I am the Prince of ...
The fault goes. against the grain. impossible to chip away. &. find the parts remain. undamaged or unchanged. Such frail flaws. hold me in their thrall. until i lapse. &. fall. full. fathom. five.
I saw a pigeon in the square Hunched on one leg against the world. The other, worn to tender stump & bare - feathers badly ruffled, stubborn wing unfurled attempting to take care of what remained.
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Hardly a day passed without some thought of her and yet somehow he felt that things were on the up. It had been a lovely Summer and their romance (as he liked to think of it) had consumed it.
"Oh my God, Jimmy what have you done. The still quivering mass of red was flecked with bony-white fragments spreading outwards and upwards across the tiled floor and then the very walls of the...