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The Earwhizzles
They hear all things said
And pass that on to you,
They live inside your head
And tell you what to do.“Go make your bed” your Mammy said
That’s not what they told you sure
Instead they said to fake you’re dead
And you dropped to the floor.“What’s your favourite number?”
You teacher asks the class?
“MY NUMBER 2S” you thunder
The Earwhizzles laugh and gasp.You see they play tricks
These people in your head
There’s Ann, Joe and Nics,
And Tom, and Joan, and Fred.They set up house inside your skull
To laugh and joke and play
With them around life is not dull
They brighten up your day. -
Slow Thinking
I recently read Derek Sivers’ I’m a very slow thinker and the subject resonated with me.
In my experiece I can suffer from paralysed thinking rather than just slow thinking.
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Cycle for Carolyn
A friend of mine was in need of a litle help. Unsure what to do, I climbed on my bike and went for a long cycle around Ireland with the support of my family.
Read on to find out about the journey, the places we travelled through, some of the laughs we had along the way, and most importantly, why we undertook this adventure.
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Lies
Grey skies and a solemn season,
Within the time of mirth and cheer,
No smiles or at best fleeting,
Grief behind the lids shut tight.But not that type of this I see,
A smorgasbord of wicked deceit,
A web of layers intricate,
A goal so clear the message dear.A cunning devil in plain sight hides,
Plotting and planning in broad moonlight,
Stirring, pothing, ingrained evil,
Bred not born and heightened toll.Forgiveness cannot be gifted now,
The steps past sane in thousands count,
Down the path to unknown consequence,
Alone on that route the bitch descends.