Chris Shaw
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From Humble Acorns Grow My OaksA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Sink Or SwimA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Autumn CallingA Poem by Chris Shaw(Yes it is stupendously beautiful, but autumn plays havoc with my emotions) fuscias - pink-mauve bells |
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Ol' Blue EyesA Poem by Chris ShawMore River Musings - "Who is he, say the youngsters) |
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Once Bitten Twice ShyA Poem by Chris ShawAn oldie gasping for an airing |
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In The Hush Of NightA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Everest: A Romantic NotionA Poem by Chris ShawAlways speculation as to whether Mallory and Irving British Mountaineers were successful. Were they on the descent when they perished? Worth googling. |
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A Drunken DeceiverA Poem by Chris Shaw(how about a sing a long) |
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The Absent Tooth FairyA Poem by Chris Shaw(Bad tooth fairy) |
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Gone The SummerA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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