Here is a little poem "wot I rote".
There is no cause for alarm. I had a brief black dog moment the other day that had me sink rather low for a brief time; and it made me reflect on how we are conditioned to respond to such moods and I thought...
🤣 naw…it’s just a bit o well used skank that’s been well run in before I got it…I eat anything except fish. Eat wot a chib wiv my chocolate trifle…even picked up stuff off the road if it was fresh-ish. Nom nom nom
I could vouch for chappie… apparently good enough to eat even if u ain’t a bow wow… I put in the other half’s pasta one night to see if she would notice…she’d pxxxxd me off so I thought a wee comeback was needed..penne arrabiata and chappie stead...
I'm seeking forgiveness for my automotive infidelity
I've been living a lie... My heart belongs to Land Rovers, but I've committed a grievous sin...
I've fallen for a Chevrolet Silverado.
The thrill of American muscle has seduced me, and I've...