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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Monday, 15 February 2016

Ketchup

For the love of ketchup
She thwacked her palm
Against the bottle
Which caused her harm
And made her jump
And knock her plate
And twitch her nose
(A nervous trait).
The egg flew up
Potatoes down
One on the ceiling
One on the ground.
She slipped on her peas
And fell with a shriek
The egg dropped
And flopped on her cheek.
She lay on the floor
Like a pale egg cup
And all for the love
Of tomato ketchup.
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