Look; you can’t wake up in the morning if you haven’t been to sleep. This is your final warning
I won’t hear another peep. If I have to come upstairs (apart from nipping to the loo) I’ll be bringing smacks in pairs -that’s right – one for each of you.
Go to sleep!
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A friendly warning
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It was a minor misdemeanour Miss Davina used to make and as the only one who’s seen her I’ll expose her as a fake. She puts on hat and trousers and a ginger false moustache. Then she goes round local houses in a daily search for cash.
Glassless Window
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Peering through the glassless window I feel the things that used to be. With open arms I welcome
the images that come to me. No longer able to impress, dereliction hides the truth. Still, I briefly repossess, the spirit of my youth.
Sharp Instrument
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He wields it like a broadsword, and with a pompous pride. Assumes he has a moral right to have it by his side. He worships all it stands for, a simple devotee, and if it hurts and causes pain – it’s not his fault you see.
Imagination
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Lying awake in the middle of the night, he could definitely hear something creaking.
He wanted somebody to put on the light, but the rest of his family were sleeping.
“I don’t want to hear it, it’s frightening me, I want to get under my covers.
But then I won’t see, when it comes after me – which it will – when it’s eaten the others”
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