Not in jackboots
Kicking down doors
But wrapped in the flag
And amending the laws.
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- THE DREAM-CHANGER AND ME
- A BIT OF A STRETCH
- MESSY
- STORM SWAPS
- A REAL MILD CHILD
- FUZZY DAYS
- DECKED MY HALLS
- THE POET'S TRAIL
- 1 DAY LEFT
- NOT SUITABLE FOR TURKEYS
- DROPPED STITCH
- BIN DAY REVOLUTION
- BLING DONG MERRILY ON HIGH
- SWISH
- FIGHTING THE FOG
- BELIEF IN A BUTTER LIFE
- BARCODES
- HERE BE DRAGONS
- A BRAND NEW PEACE
- SCHOOL RUN - 14/21/21 - AM
- FRAMING XMAS
- SWINGS WERE AN OPTION!?
- THE MARVELOUS MECHANICAL SELF-WRITING POETRY MACHINE
- HOW FASCISM ARRIVES
- LEANING GRAVESTONES
- WORD JAIL
- THE BROW ON OUR HILL
- PARTY GAME
- RISE AND SHINE
- CORNER-SHOP XMAS
- SANTA STOP HERE
- DAWN'S REFEREE
- DREAMS OF SPACE 1999
- THOUGHT EXPERIMENT
- PACESETTERS
- SEEN TO BE
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About Me
- Kidcobbler
- Spent nine months dreaming on my back. Opened up new horizons, if only horizontal. Woke up disabled, with a Blue Badge and bed hair. Walk with a limp and a stick. Cue the double entendré and the stick. Saving money on shoes. Spending it on thoughts. Overdrawn at the creative bank. Loan facility disabled. The irony! Stronger through weakness. Weaker through slogans. New journeys to be taken. Pop along. I'm off my back. I'm back.
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