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Continue reading →: So in love I nearly dropped my skateboardI think her name was Mildred or Mildew, Maybe that’s just the way that our memories skew, Either way it always seemed to be raining, But inside, the sun shined and I wasn’t complaining, Sat at the bus stop sharing our soggy chips, I thought about kissing those vinegar lips,…
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Continue reading →: Haiku 97
Minimal poems Of nature, life and struggle They call it a hike
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Continue reading →: A creeping sicknessI had been looking over the latest absence figures recently and was shocked to see the percentages have shot up in the past few weeks. I had been trying to put this on Mr B’s radar for a while now. It was so strange how seasonal flu could spread through…
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Continue reading →: Better the devil you know
The diary of Phelan Tweed, HR Manager in Hell Mr B can be a hard taskmaster. Today he advised me that last night two of the horsemen of the apocalypse had lost their steeds on a drunken work night out in Blackpool, Hell on earth you might say. He was…
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Continue reading →: Hell is other People
Phelan Tweeds diary in HR Hell Let me begin, like so many meetings have before this, with a completely unnecessary round of introductions. My name is Phelan Tweed, People and Persecutions Manager at Hell Inc. I am in charge of the hiring and…. firing, amongst my other duties. I frankly…
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