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How Many Gods? By Julian Homer
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How many Gods do you have, I don't have any!
You may think my world full of creeping Jenny
Suffocating, useless, damaging and bland
And when I die, I'm doomed on...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 16:38:00 GMT |
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Chernobyl by Julian Homer
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The rooms smell of dank, dark matter,
The roof decays from the outside in
The shrubbery entered this morning
The apple trees hang out browned fruit
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The village stag...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 16:29:00 GMT |
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Check The Small Print by Julian Homer
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You should check the small print man
Check the small print before you marry a wo-man!
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Where's the small print man?
It's on her left breast below the le...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 16:26:00 GMT |
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Better ways of spending your time? by Julian Homer
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There must be better ways of spending your time?
I asked my dad one night around about nine
There must be other things you can see and do?
I ...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 16:24:00 GMT |
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Ward 57 by Julian Homer
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Amidst the hustle and bustle a lunatic voice stands out
A brainsick voice, distracted, disturbed, unhinged
A chattering voice, a loud voice, a kind voice
But once they die d...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 16:21:00 GMT |
