http://slow.writerscafe.org/skanky123 The original writings of author Conor Mac en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776085622 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 People are always telling me,that i should be doing something,Get a job, Tidy up, Join a band. I got a job, Do this, do that,but this isnt what i want to do I cleaned uphoover here, mopped there,but his isnt what i want to do. I joined a bandplay this, play that,But it isn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skanky123/571924/ Have you ever wondered what it would be likeTo see yourself through different eyesTo see yourself as others doSee if you can spot the liesYou cant see past the makeupor my thick sunglassescant see my heart a breakingjust my flirty passes If you could see what would u thinkof the mess i ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skanky123/571923/ A ballad I wrote for my band http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skanky123/570906/ Sweet, sweet Mary Dressed green head to feetMy sweet, sweet MaryHas me stuck to my seatMy sweet, sweet MaryWith your beautiful red hairSweet, sweet MaryTake me somewhere, anywhereDo you remember when we dancedIn the field under blue skies?We lay down and weptyou left me with red eyesSweet, sweet Mar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skanky123/570162/ Love’s like a See SawTakes two to playLove’s like musicIt goes upIt comes downLove’s like a castleYou can explore it foreverBut you’ll always find something newLove’s like a BabybelCheesyBut you love it anywayLove’s like Harry HillAt first its amazingBut I always .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skanky123/570141/ A story originally written in an MSN conversation that i was so proud of i had to upload. Dedicated to Emily http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skanky123/569673/ Thump.Squelch. Thump. Squelch. Each time the heavy cleaver carved into the cow’s hindleg it went in with a ‘Thump’ and came out with a ‘Squelch’. When I was youngerit used to make me sick. After ten years it was almost comforting. Whenever Iheard that so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skanky123/569626/ this is the story of a man called Jim. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skanky123/569623/