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Anthony Sloan
Guest
I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.
;*)
Grease permeates skin. Blue handled tools. Red blood wells. My bike will not shift.
One quarter turn. Clockwise or anti-clockwise? Where did I start?
Slow rot, over time Entropy does not sleep, ever. Always grease threads.
Racing tomorrow. Late night tuning session. Television snow.
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My hands are full of thorns but I can't quit groping for the rose.
;*)
Grease permeates skin. Blue handled tools. Red blood wells. My bike will not shift.
One quarter turn. Clockwise or anti-clockwise? Where did I start?
Slow rot, over time Entropy does not sleep, ever. Always grease threads.
Racing tomorrow. Late night tuning session. Television snow.
--
My hands are full of thorns but I can't quit groping for the rose.