I will pierce the weather like a dart of righteousness.
No wind is strong enough to belay the might of my right foot;
water will part as it sees me approach,
children will stare agog, their mouths echoing with my exhaust note.
Arrive I will, in majestic splendour,
for I have with me the power of dreams.
Hello
I trust you are well? Please have a seat.
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Twitterings
- @andrewsoong cheers bigears! about 12 hours ago from Twitter for iPhonein reply to andrewsoong
- @andrewsoong how? about 12 hours ago from Twitter for iPhonein reply to andrewsoong
- @Davvers @tomruck love that record, love that song, love that advert, game was ok. 04:35:07 PM September 06, 2010 from Twitter for iPhonein reply to Davvers
- @bencc take it back... 09:32:41 PM September 05, 2010 from Twitter for iPhonein reply to bencc
- @bencc sounds like you're packing the 12" Mr. Partridge. But no, normal plates fit. 06:23:14 PM September 05, 2010 from Twitter for iPhonein reply to bencc
- @Proot you alright pal? 02:20:27 AM September 05, 2010 from Twitter for iPhonein reply to Proot
- I am in Edinburgh. They are playing "I like to move it". I think I'm in the wrong pub. 11:22:01 PM September 03, 2010 from Twitter for iPhone
Beautiful… now email dan@notnet.co.uk before I delete your account
You truly are a poet! Most of us feel our car is our best friend – even a junk car!
Nice poem! Don’t see many poems about a car, haha!