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			<title>Calvin Curtis R.I.P.</title>
			<description>Elegy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1604953/</link>
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			<title>The Orange</title>
			<description>I wrote this as a model for my students. Their task was to write about a peak experience within 100 words. I tried to be as concise and cogent as possible.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1390614/</link>
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			<title>Giza Sunrise</title>
			<description>I wrote this as a model for my students. Their task was to write about a peak experience within 100 words. I tried to be as concise and cogent as possible.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1390612/</link>
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			<title>It Was a Dark and Stormy Night...</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem to help my students understand rhyming couplets and rhyme in general. They had to fill in the blanks.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1389811/</link>
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			<title>Elegy for Jon</title>
			<description>My friend and teaching colleague, Jon, was killed in the Bali night club bombing of 2002. I wrote this immediately afterwards.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1389479/</link>
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			<title>Parody of 'Yesterday'</title>
			<description>I wrote this to show my students what a parody was.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1389371/</link>
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			<title>TROUBLE WITH THE NATIVES</title>
			<description>This is a parody of an actual Languages meeting at my school in Venezuela.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1389012/</link>
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			<title>THE BELL! THE BELL!</title>
			<description>This is based on an actual staff meeting at my school in Venezuela.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388998/</link>
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			<title>The International School of Madness</title>
			<description>I wrote this while teaching in Venezuela. it is a caricature of reality. Anybody who was teaching there at this time will recognise the characters.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388986/</link>
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			<title>Jon&amp;rsquo;s New Toy</title>
			<description>I wrote this at my first school in Vietnam. It is based on a High School staff meeting. Anyone who was at this particular meeting will recognise the characters.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388973/</link>
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			<title>Ralph Aged 40&amp;hellip;</title>
			<description>When I reprimanded my students in Ghana for writing lacklustre sequels to 'Lord of the Flies', a girl challenged me to do better, so I wrote this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388965/</link>
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			<title>THE DEVIL</title>
			<description>I wrote this for my students. It's actually a rip-off - heavily indebted to Vernon Scannell's excellent but neglected play 'A Modern Faust'. I also had in mind William Golding. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388963/</link>
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			<title>Ode to Courtney Walsh</title>
			<description>I wrote this eulogy after Courtney Walsh, the great West Indian fast bowler, took his 500th wicket - the first test player to do this. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388957/</link>
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			<title>THE BALLAD OF WARREN AND LUZ</title>
			<description>My school in Venezuela had a pathetic Headmaster, who was completely dominated by the Board and his wife. I wrote this to keep my spirits up.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388947/</link>
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			<title>Yet Another Melancholy Plea to the One I Desire</title>
			<description>While in Venezuela, I had to explain the love poems of Pablo Neruda to my American girlfriend. I did not like his sexist attitude towards women and wrote this parody. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388942/</link>
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			<title>Farty</title>
			<description>I farted while in bed with my lover, who was not amused, and then I wrote this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388939/</link>
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			<title>MASHARUBU SINGS THE BLUES</title>
			<description>'Masharubu' is Swahili for 'moustache'. it is my friend's nickname, because he boasts a luxuriant hairy growth above his upper lip. He is an authority on jazz and the blues and plays a mean harmonica.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388934/</link>
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			<title>A pathetic old yes-man named Bowley</title>
			<description>I wrote this about a pathetic administrator at one of my schools.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388929/</link>
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			<title>Various limericks...</title>
			<description>I wrote these limericks about an obnoxious fellow English teacher.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388926/</link>
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			<title>Professional Channels</title>
			<description>I wrote this about a fellow teacher who was unutterably self-serving, arrogant and useless. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388923/</link>
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			<title>Heaven is Hell </title>
			<description>This is about the Taliban. I wrote it in 2001 for my students.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388920/</link>
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			<title>A sexy young artist named Jude</title>
			<description>I wrote this about a fellow teacher, who had an enormous tattoo on her back.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388914/</link>
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			<title>A Meditation on Natural Body Odour</title>
			<description>While teaching in Buenos Aires, I was reprimanded for being smelly. The Head called me in one day because he had received complaints that I stank. His assistant told me which deodorant to buy. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388897/</link>
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			<title>TANESCO Blues</title>
			<description>TANESCO is the electricity supplier in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania. Power cuts are ridiculously frequent. I was moved to write this blues after a power cut in 2000.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388892/</link>
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			<title>Post-Mario Euphoria Blues</title>
			<description>When the most detestable administrator in school history resigned from my previous school, I wrote this about him.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388888/</link>
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			<title>John Sparry Blues</title>
			<description>When my friend John Sparry - jazz and blues authority - was taken to hospital, I wrote this blues for him.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388882/</link>
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			<title>Ghana Empty Bed Blues</title>
			<description>A blues dedicated to the woman in Vietnam I was missing while in Ghana.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388878/</link>
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			<title>Evil Woman Blues</title>
			<description>I was moved to write this blues lampoon by the machinations of an administrator at my former school.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388876/</link>
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			<title>AIS Blues</title>
			<description>I occasionally write poetry when I am angered or outraged by something or somebody.  This blues poem was written about a terrible administrator at my former school. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saigonkevin2014/1388873/</link>
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