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"dogger" poems
***** dai the dogger, went searching thro the woods, with hope of voyeurism, or ********* if he could, sound of heavy breathing, saw shadows through the trees, a man was standing up, woman on her knees. they noticed dai was watching, a dogger with a bone, would you like to join us, if we take you home? *** show and a ********* ***** dai's delight, they led him to a carpark, in darkness of the night, we don't live very far, our house is near caerphilly, lady did'nt say much, her partners name was billy. snuggled up in bed, dai's pants off, so was billy's, then dai shot through  the window..... cos both of them had willy's.
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Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 1:40 AM UTC
dai the dogger
Can Helen come out to play? Benny asked her mother I expect so Benny she's just getting her breakfast want to come in and wait for her? Ok he said so they walked along the dark passage and into the sitting room where Helen was sitting at a large table with her siblings and baby in a high-chair I got up late Helen said Benny sat in an armchair by the fireplace no rush got all day he said want to go to Camberwell Green? He added Camberwell Green? Her mother said that's a bit of a way Benny she said not too far he said only a short bus ride I go a lot to the cinema what are you going to do there? Her mother asked look at some shops and I can show Helen the hospital I was born in he said Helen looked at her mother hesitantly can I go? She asked well as it's Benny and I think he's ok but be careful of the roads and strange men her mother said she went out to the kitchen Helen looked at Benny is it far? No not far short bus ride he said he watched Helen and her siblings eat and looked around the room there was a homely feel about the room and a smell of cooking and past dinners and washing hanging by the fire on a clotheshorse a radio was playing music the baby was playing with its food in a bowl Helen looked over at him can we get an ice-cream while we're out? I expect we can he said smiling Helen finished her breakfast and went to the kitchen/ bathroom to wash and change Benny watched the other kids and listened to the radio and the fishing forecasts about Dogger Bank and other places gazing at the other kids' jammy faces.
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 2:31 AM UTC
OFF TO CAMBERWELL 1955.
Can Helen come out to play? Benny asked her mother I expect so Benny she's just getting her breakfast want to come in and wait for her? Ok he said so they walked along the dark passage and into the sitting room where Helen was sitting at a large table with her siblings and baby in a high-chair I got up late Helen said Benny sat in an armchair by the fireplace no rush got all day he said want to go to Camberwell Green? He added Camberwell Green? Her mother said that's a bit of a way Benny she said not too far he said only a short bus ride I go a lot to the cinema what are you going to do there? Her mother asked look at some shops and I can show Helen the hospital I was born in he said Helen looked at her mother hesitantly can I go? She asked well as it's Benny and I think he's ok but be careful of the roads and strange men her mother said she went out to the kitchen Helen looked at Benny is it far? No not far short bus ride he said he watched Helen and her siblings eat and looked around the room there was a homely feel about the room and a smell of cooking and past dinners and washing hanging by the fire on a clotheshorse a radio was playing music the baby was playing with its food in a bowl Helen looked over at him can we get an ice-cream while we're out? I expect we can he said smiling Helen finished her breakfast and went to the kitchen/ bathroom to wash and change Benny watched the other kids and listened to the radio and the fishing forecasts about Dogger Bank and other places gazing at the other kids' jammy faces.
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MAKING LOVE TO THE SHIPPING FORECAST now rising rapidly… very rapidly. you veering - I backing “It” goes from being moderate to good! our severe gale becomes violent storm hurricane force…imminent you give me a 12 out of ten then sleep caresses our bodies the slight seas of our dreams the Shipping Forecast talks to itself tells the table tells the shelf the room incantated by its soothing sounds the room filling up with its beloved words this the now becoming Monday “Humber…Dogger…Fisher…Lundy!”
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Apr 26, 2023
Apr 26, 2023 at 6:22 PM UTC
MAKING LOVE TO THE SHIPPING FORECAST