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Photo of brunette lady touching her long, lying Pinocchio-esque nose with her forefinger. Looks like she has been fibbing or telling lies.

Liar

[page_title][/page_title] I’m a liar. So are you. Is anything you’ve told me true? Can you believe a word I say? D’you ever listen, anyway? We bluff our way through life’s events, Erecting walls for our defence, Evolving fraudulence to cloak, To coolly pass the bottled smoke. We fib to mask the harm we’ve done And,... read more →

Photo of Liar-in-Chief Boris Johnson with Union Jack pants on fire on his head and a snake tongue. Photo credit to Alex Motoc via Unsplash

Partygate Pariah

[page_title][/page_title] Bye-bye, Boris – on your bike. Party as much as you damn well like, But do it away from Number Ten And don’t show your face round there again. Ta da, Boris – take your leave. Wave to the citizens you deceive With your self-preservation, two-faced lies And your affable posh boy wazzock guise.... read more →

A fiery canopy and a resplendent carpet of autumn leaves

Autumn Leaves

[page_title][/page_title] Captivating colours, Vibrant, beauteous and bright; The canopy resplendent In the dappled autumn light. A magical inferno As the treetop flames abound, Then form majestic carpets: Fleeting glamour on the ground; Until, as if by burning out, The trees appear to die, Becoming stately silhouettes Against the cold blue sky. Copyright © Ross A... read more →

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