Chris Shaw
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A Pirate From The PastA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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FindsA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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RootsA Poem by Chris Shaw(honey fungus is a b*****d killer) |
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Generational SpreadA Poem by Chris Shaw(how times have changed) |
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Transient CalmA Poem by Chris Shaw(after the Thames burst its banks) |
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She said, He saidA Poem by Chris ShawBlame it on tv |
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Dicing With SuperstitionA Poem by Chris Shaw(Freda who loved nothing but a London knees up) |
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New DayA Poem by Chris Shawfrom the archives, reworked after reading gram's cancer poem |
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A Gong For A WrongA Poem by Chris ShawA little rant from a tree lover. |
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Solo SpeaksA Poem by Chris Shaw(Unhappy canine) |
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