Chris Shaw
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ResurrectionA Poem by Chris Shawone from the archives |
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The Wrong ShoesA Poem by Chris Shawcoating says catpcha, no sugar one here |
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When Leadership Is Called ForA Poem by Chris Shaw(my sense of humour, sorry) |
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We AreA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Room With A ViewA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Taking StockA Poem by Chris Shaw( To Self) |
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Inbetween Mars and VenusA Poem by Chris ShawThis is Saturday humour, with apologies to anyone I've offended about their politics or manhood:) Also thanks to Lorry and Dave |
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Salt On Open WoundsA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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ObliviousA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Like Sheep They FollowA Poem by Chris Shaw(Human behaviour) |
