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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, 6 January 2025

Heather had a hunch

Heather had a hunch
That the man she met for lunch
Was not quite what he professed to be.
He said he worked in finance
With a pied a terre in Penzance
And a cabin by a lake in Italy. 

But when the waitress passed the bill
He suddenly took ill
Rushing out the door with half his cake
Leaving Heather there to pay
And forever rue the day
Wondering how she'd made such a mistake. 
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