ladroars poems and art: Cold Kitchen Floor

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Thursday, November 9, 2006

Cold Kitchen Floor

The Cold Kitchen Floor Old Ted Hawk never did marry ‘’why’? He thought. ‘’They all look bloody unhappy wife’s hanging out nappies everyday unless their husband’s have plenty or two jobs, then maybe they can afford disposables throwaway’s. ‘ ‘’That’s what they do with their life’s now’er days no! Not me I’ve always known theirs no God. You’se me loaf, clever see! Bloody rich mans con, keep the poor from wondering why they pay tax? If not! Then next, knocking at their fancy double gates! That’s... Sign in to see full entry.

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