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22nd Jan – You can thank your lucky stars that we’re not as smart as we’d like to think we are.

January 22, 2021January 22, 2021 ~ dickiewhiteblog

This notion has gained such traction with me that I am starting to think that my father may not have been that bad after all; persuading myself to look at him and his sort like exhibits in a museum from whom I have evolved.

5th Dec – I can catch the moon in my hand, Don’t you know who I am?

December 5, 2020December 6, 2020 ~ dickiewhiteblog

Imagine that prick coming down the corridor at you with a syringe full of something.

25th Nov – When the moon shines on the cow shed, And we’re rolling in the hay, All the cows are up there grazin’, And the milk is on its way.

November 25, 2020December 23, 2020 ~ dickiewhiteblog

Are there other lives like mine, I wonder, where out of endless months of absolutely nothing, two good things turn up at once which directly contradict each other?

Latest Posts

  • 28th Feb – You are the apple of my eye, Forever you’ll stay in my heart.
  • Feb 23rd – I’m not the kind of man who tends to socialise, I seem to lean on old familiar ways.
  • 18th Feb – Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel, Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel.
  • Feb 14th – Black and orange stray cat sittin’ on a fence, I ain’t got enough dough to pay the rent.
  • February 3rd – Guess who’s coming to dinner? Natty Dreadlock.
  • Jan 26th – Mama weer all crazee now.
  • 22nd Jan – You can thank your lucky stars that we’re not as smart as we’d like to think we are.
  • 19th Jan – Signifyin’ Monkey, stay up in your tree, You are always lying and signifyin’, But you better not monkey with me.
  • 12th Jan – You’re gonna reap just what you sow.
  • 7th Jan – La vie c’est plus marrant, C’est moins désespérant, En chantant.
  • 22nd Dec – For unto us a child is born, Unto us, a son is given.
  • 17th Dec – O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, wie treu sind deine Blätter.
  • Walkin’ about with a head full of music.
  • 13th Dec – It’s not clinging to the rocks and ivy, Planted on their columns now that binds me.
  • 10th Dec – Poor boys and pilgrims with families, And we are going to Graceland.

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