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The Bearded Lady took a bow


Although she longed to curtsey,


The audience clapped louder now


And whistled without mercy.



She smiled and when she left the ring


Trapeze artists took their places,


She sat beside the monkey king


And looked up at their faces.



Maria swung and triple-flipped;


Her pretty smile unfaltered.


The bearded lady sat tight-lipped


And wished she could be altered.



The beard, though entertaining, was


A nuisance when eating


She kept her head out of the warmth


For fear of overheating.



She hated people being shocked


At her feminine gender


For just like every woman


She too was loving and tender.



On this day she did decide


To win the heart of Mike


The Ring Master who could ride


A lion like a bike.



So out the Big Top, Beardy went


And found the sword-swallower's blade


She took some foam from the clown's...

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(written 6th September 2011, on the bus journey to work.)


‘Sorry. Actually no, I’m not sorry’


 The fact that this was said as a joke, when some wine was spilled at a recent party I...

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by moffy Sep 06, 2011
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AMNESIA

I’m trying to remember, but I think my name’s not Ben,
It could actually be Alice but I’ll have to think again.

Looking down I’ve got a skirt on so that must mean I’m a lady,
...

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by moffy Jul 11, 2011
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by moffy Jul 29, 2011
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This is planned to be a song- Kate Nash style... but I'm not really a singer.



When I bought it


I loved it


I hoped you’d love it too


Really I bought it for you


That dress in...

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by moffy Aug 08, 2011
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I feel the footsteps behind me fall


Into a rhythm too precise


To be those of wandering crowds



I’m being followed by ghosts,


Sent to track my every move,


Cloaked in commonplace shrouds



Of...

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by moffy Jul 29, 2011
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by moffy Jul 21, 2011
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The champagne flute longed to return to the orchestra.



But she was an alcoholic.

by moffy Jul 06, 2011
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Santa
by moffy Jul 07, 2011
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Crikey_
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by moffy Jul 06, 2011
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by moffy Jul 07, 2011
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(An attempt to make the worst day of a guy's life vaguely humourous...)


Lisa Monroe, will you marry me?



 

I’m walking down Greatcastle street and it’s raining. A homeless man asks if...

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by moffy Jul 08, 2011
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So you claimed today


You can read me like a book?


What a claim to make


 


I know you can't as


You cannot read Japanese


Take a second look


 


At my thoughts I hid


In nihongo all this time


Try...

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by moffy Jul 18, 2011
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