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Thursday 15th November 2007.

Sssshhhhh..while i whisper to myself..just in case..just in case the Martians have landed on the common..Just in case above the ticking clocks i can hear the steady crump of falling jack boots in rhyme coming up the road..how far are they away...my star, where is my star...blue ink yes i have some quick before the sparks struck on the cobbles light up the night sky....before the lightening strikes show that i have not put out the regulated green bags..
Who is that quickly quickly...duck now he might not see us..the blue rimmed hat the machine held in hand..the sniff in the air..the tinted glasses a traffic warden..whats that you have not paid..paid what....quickly quickly..how many bags have you put out..
You want what...Freedom..;...Freedom..yes, twas once in our grasp..but now forlorn in the swirl of the oppressive bin bag..the car parked over five minutes beyond time..the jack boot shines how easy it must be to pull such a symbol on....how easy to transform...Hitler is not dead....a glazed troglodyte in every department the rubber stamp..the eagle has landed...I knew it was coming and i did nothing.

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hughknox
Nov. 16th, 2007 02:11 am (UTC)
i have 2 copies of paving stones left. i'd love to send you one of them, but you will have to divulge your snailmail address, and then wait until i can scrape postage together...but i will do it. also intereseted in knowing who some of your favorite authors are.
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