Tag Archives: Silliness

Behind the Garden Shed

Posted on January 27, 2020 by crispina kemp

I knew a family of imps when I was a kid Lived behind the garden shed My folks never saw them Cos whenever they looked the imps promptly hid I’d talk to them often though they’d rather play Games vicious … Continue reading →

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What I Mean…

Posted on December 2, 2019 by crispina kemp

Philology? No, morphology. Not phenomenology? No, and neither physiology. So, not anatomy nor neurology? You’re thinking only of biology. Ah, geology then, like… geochronology? No. Not even geomorphology. None of that is what I mean by morphology. 37 words, written … Continue reading →

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