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"Once,On a storm-swept Welsh summers night,Behind the paint peeled panels of a caravan door,He spoke to her in a soft whispered voice,While a basin strategically placed on the floor,Collected the raind..."

"One warm summer’s eveningon the road to Glencar,the boys were a-drinkingin Matt Foley’s bar,when the doors swung asunderand a stranger stepped through.Tormented and hassled,his face a pale hue,He plea..."

"Breathing in deep, deep, breaths, she emerged, water beaded, glittering, from the depths, silhouetted by the moon, humming an hypnotic tune with her long black hair hanging wet, clinging to her should..."

"While I lay like a drunken clown,And the fresh light of early morningSeeped through the large bay windowCutting shafts in the dismal gloom,Spreading dappled patterns all aroundThe ‘L’ shaped room,She,..."

"Shirl,She was the girlI met at the PlazaAnd took for a twirl.With her long, shapely legsAnd blonde lacquered hairNo wonder I felt attracted to her.I remember the momentThat instant in timeWhen I felt ..."

"Where are you now shopwork girl?Are you with your knight?Who took you of on his white steed?And to a better life?Does he make you happy?And sometimes when you’re lowIs he always there for youNo matter..."