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Drunken SailorWhat do you do with a drunken sailor?A better question would be:What has it got to do with me?
The Snow Has FallenThe snow has fallen,It fell with a thud.Perhaps a bit late,But better than flood.
Be This A Haiku?Be this a Haiku?I fear I will never knowIf I got this right.
Steve's Story: Part 1Steve Jones walked up to the Pokémon Centre, soaking wet from his ride up the waterfall and fell through the door, flat on his face."Are you OK?" Nurse Jenny asked."Yeah, I'm fine, just a bit wet, but don't worry, I've got a towel"Steve took his guitar off his back and layed it on the floor, then he lifted his towel out of a sort of special towel knapsack (Don't ask) and started to vigourously towel himself off.When he took the towel off his head he noticed the other people in the centre and said "Hey, I'm Steve, how are you guys doing?"The clientelle of the Pokemon centre just looked at him blankly, probably thinking "Why is this weirdo looking at us?, and why does he have a special bag for his towel?"Steve decides that he wasn't going to bother with the rest of the people in the centre and heads straight for Nurse Joy."Actually" said Steve "There is something you can help me with, can you heal my pokémon?""Sure" Joys said sweetly.Steve opened up another pocket and pro
Federal LawUnder Federal Law it is not permitted,For this poem to be writted,For the grammar may offendify,Those who don't understandify.