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I get your drift Glenn
but must admit your
dissapointment with me
is not confined to my
possibly redundant
lame duck detecting skills.I swore I would never
even spit at another clone
after the time costly
salted Jack debacle.Your one man mission
against the tilt in racing
has dripping druel
and substance in it
unlike the wisp of a clone
baying in the mist
"you sitting fool"Perhaps Tor will enlighten
the doubters and bare
his ultimate wounds !After profiling him
and post his private exposure
I have checked his credentials
and habits to my satisfaction.There is always the possibility
of the sniff of clone
and lke my non-existant betting of late
my vetting was also found
burnt in the grate
Do you think The Big Chief may have been instrumental in the Beverley shennanigans gamble?
I know little about big chief Blurr
apart from his difficult move on Basingstoke TownAre you suggesting he has overdosed on Pizza
to regularly trip the light fantastic
on new knees on the narrow inside straight
in the earlies in cover of black teeshirt
and pulling a huge banned dog ?We are drawing to the end of 2009
Davies may have taken a walk in pretend snow
and experienced a few wet slushy projectiles
at the back of his neck, but is never the type
to sell his soulNo master of the universe
with his painstakingly planned pension
now blowing in a strict government wind
he still has those easily tradable Big blue shares
to lay back on as he contorts that very able mouthI went out and met the abominable this year
and have been in steady decline since 05.
What could 10 possibly hold
bar a sledgehammer ?Gamble,
Sorry for the late reply. I was referring to the time he went through the card at Beverley when tipping in The Independent. Rumour has it that the Indie reader had a 5p acca and from then the draw bias’s fate was sealed.
How times change – the Beverley draw bias has gone down the A1, the punters are heading down the A2 towards the exits, the Big Chief has gone down A3 and your better off printing out Beverley cards on a sheet of A$ than trying to find them in the Independent.
I think many of the changes in recent years can be put down to Davies having it off. They celebrated 20 years of not so leafy Lingfield the other day. Few will realised that the decision to sand over came the day after The Big Chief scooped a jackpot rollover there.
Glenn I don’t always expect and answer
but you are better informed than I.
The rollover would have been his big win
40k when he paid off his mortgage
I presumeBig Chief has great conservatism little c.
Look how he put little green to bed
and hardly fed it,
but I doubt he would agree with your term
having it off – they never said that in Hull
when he was creaming off the tuck shop profitsthe lion won…
I have got a job to see the screen…
Back in London for a very short time.At 10 pm LAST NIGHT
I walked out in the cold
My face was swollen
I wanted some fizz.
It was a sort of herding instinct
to see in the new year just like
the other peoples.Peoples yes,
trousered rats filling the pavements
all tuned in to god knows what
but the city itself is broken
and many of the rats carry
broken backs
I have little time for it.I walked for an hour
and finally bought six eggs
a large packlet of crisps
and a bottle of New Year.I thought I had walked into the doctor’s
as I was greeted, whilst offering up
my intended purchases
for scanning,
with the strange misplaced and intrusive words
how are you ?My hamster looks
may have caused
the irrevernt words to spill out
but there was no need for them.
Another sign of decadenceI carry a slight headache
and the right side of my face is still swollen.
and the tea is brewed.Jack its not your fault
its just the excessive numbers of people
that have lowered your standards.
Promises these days
are all half baked AND
there is little discipline.Bankroke citi despite
the trousered rats
and jingle bell tills
is a wasteland.Thank god I have
full cream milk inWhat prompted the above post
was Anger
ANGER ANGER ANGER
a word lost to these houses of late
It’s been wiped clean,
almost eradicated.
But it simmers here in the citi
beneath
the huge grey monoliths that reach the sky,
and inside the chimney potted houses
that may look so content
with their super clean windows,
their door pinned peaceful Xmas wreaths
their clipped hedges and lawns
their smoothly formed coloured cars
but they are boiling – with it –
and the rats – carry it –
as they exit
and make their daily trudge
through the wasteland
They are angry too.
Very AngryLast edited by gamble; Today at 10:08.
Yes the edit gave me away
me
a creature of conformity
of gutless guilt
of second thought
when all I want is boots
black boots
jack boots
my boots
on every corner
to make the rats’
legs tremble
piss their pants
shrink their parts
quicken their hearts
remove their anger
get ’em home
to Hanger Lane
TO TEACAKES
‘N NO TESCODon’t live here anymore
but still nice
to feel the leather
of the old winged armchair
some things never change
oh a spring may have gone
but the brass buttons
are still tightly on
the sumptuos feel
its almost as good as the exI have a raging toothache
a fuzz from the night before
and the rest of my body is in rage.
I hate New Years
they bring tears
and foul memories
on meJack your normal
maybe a little gutless
but normal
How THE HELL do you feel ?The sun has come in
a phone shatters the silence.
No-one answes it
the sun still comes in….I cannot really imagine
why I wrote today
and on this saltyjack thread
of all threadsIt’s dead.
I have diligently copied
these posts to another forum
as Jack is blind in one eye
and the other
and I will prick his conscience
and all the other rats
that share his guilt of
this modern disease
of broken promise.Flatcap …
There’s three in this marriage
had you forgotten me ?
I still live in the walls
and lie in the flith
breathing gently,
but still there
underneath those cheap
ugly uncleanable carpets.What about this woman in Paris
that suggests you’ve got huge
stonking tits on you
and an ar*e fit enough
for parliament ?not that suggests who suggests…
I lay claim to only one protuberance
my poker hamster face.Yes I admire the woman
she has the sort of prolific energy
I once had
and her painting lips
for a living is possibly
the best way to survive
without cracking up
in the overfilled stench
that is Bagnolet Paris.The fact that she claims to be me
amuses me somewhat flattycap
and makes me also feel slightly sad.
My lips are not full
but thin and scathing
Granted she has made
herslef one helluva bust
but inches above
one helluva mistakeclassic stuff dear boy , I am immersed in lethargy , and hope to recover tomorrow in time to take my place at the local cASINO to relieve a few nerdy hooded anti humans a bit of their ill gotten cash
but then again its Luton so all is fair …
I will be in Madrid next Christmas , the weather and the King George is enough to drive anyone for cover
greetings for 2010 , I hope all your Krones deliver …
Ricky
Ricky I am writing as myself,
or trying too. Gamble was still
on the boil yesterday and I punished
him by denying him my screen.
He bubbles in my veins but I feel
greater control, enough to risk a few words.2010
I see no casinos, no palm trees
rather a flat landscape stretched
out before me, sat strangely in a valley,
of which the wildly jutting
overhanging rocks set themselves
so precariously as to present
a huge danger to my physical
and mental wellbeing.
Perched on a high rock a hooded figure
looks forlornly down, planning his next move.You see despite my efforts
he wrote himself inThese writings are a wormhole
to another world which I now
intend to visit.Good luck to you
"These writings are a wormhole
to another world which I now
intend to visit."I do hope you are not intending to jump-off the cliffs of Scarborough with the rest of the flock?
Regards – Matron
Matron you are unusually
far from the truth,
but the refreshing picture
of Scarboro’ cliffs
has unlocked a hooded demon.The wormhole I refer to leads to
another house like this.
It is private and I
risk my neck by transplanting
words hither and thither.Risk is part of life
and I take a large slice
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