A Pretty Perturbing Presentation of Prose
Brave Beats Beckon
the Eve’s Bright Burn
The innards of big bars booming
assuming the looming bloom of
Yorn’s nestling nuggets teasing up
a hell of a tingle as memory’s
Anecdotes come tumbling with cheer
and mad morsels a’coming too and
Factoid’s fun aunt Claire
A Holiday from Hell
Oh dear! This is it! This is fucking it! I fear the inevitable season of complete ruination is once again upon us. Somebody save us! The twinkling nightmare, hungry and bound to bite, comes, shuffle shuffle, with sleazy knocks to spare, offering an ominous roast that’s rare, delivered with care while decked in all but cheer, to our dreadful doors of fractured dreams.
A Subaqueous Celebration of Birth
Celebrating a day of birth inside a bollocking aquarium does not come without its botherations, snag stub, found practically around every spot not ill with neither scales nor algae, and, true is too, although sporting a slightly clandestine nature along with a good real chance of being subject to sanction if disclosed, is that aquatic creatures revel at the opportunity of a thorough rollick. Right. Cause for alarm.
