My dearest darling Jeremy Clarkson,

I love you too,

I love you on a “cellular” level,

On a brain-cellular level that is,

Not much to love, is there?

Unlike you, I don’t lie in bed at night “grinding my teeth”,

Because I have a healthy, vigorous sex life,

Well, I’ve got a life!

And I wouldn’t dream of having you “paraded naked” through the streets,

No,...

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We may all love the summer weather,
And some may be obsessive
But we have such heat right now
That it is incredibly oppressive.

And while it should be nice and pleasant
Right now the heat is too extreme,
And the boiling hot Sun we suffer here
Is one of the greatest we have seen.

We puff and pant and are soaked with sweat,
Thinking: 'How much hotter can this get?'
Or 'if only I could ...

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Our Sun - it comes out every day.

It shines for us and it is here to stay .

It is a star of liquid gold:-

A special treasure to behold.

It brings us warmth and it gives us light.

An eternal globe - burning bright.

It is a gift which is enchanted, 

And it is is something that we take for granted.

And so appreciate this immortal sphere,

For what would we do if it...

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Sun Bleached Bones

someone put it in the sun

and hoped that it would grow

but others said it wouldn’t

and they were right you know

not everything that’s in the sun

is bathed in warming light

a lot of it is hard and cold

and isn’t very bright

someone put it in the sun

and hoped that it would sell

but right minded individuals

can tell a lie by smell

s...

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You stand before an empty horizon,

The silhouette of the trees running sharply across the bottom of the sky,

Eyes fixed on those soulless, black shapes in the distance.

Your gaze wonders up – slowly. The sky transforms before you

From the light into the dark.

The moon hangs – trapped in the dawn of engulfment,

The ground beneath you is dim – stretching to meet the light.

...

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Dostoyevski’s Chicken

Ladies and Gentlemen

Boys and girls

In this space and around the world

Raise your hands

Let flags unfurl

For Dostoyevski’s Chicken

She can sing – she can dance

She’s signed up for a comedy romance

A billion web views – not by chance

For Dostoyevski’s Chicken

Here’s a fowl you all can rate

She’ll never end up...

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