Fork Baghdad
Tripped over
the hoover
in the front room
Noticed
heavy duty fork
in the DIY shop
Dubya
tripping soil
in Iraq
bang blang
bloom boom
Thursday, January 11, 2007
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My name is Oliver. Originally I set out from Dublin to London to teach English. I ventured into Youth and Community work.Then I went back into schooling, working with youngsters many schools didn't want.
Now I'm retired. I enjoy walking the streets of London and getting on with my own education. I have a lot of catching up to do.
Now I'm retired. I enjoy walking the streets of London and getting on with my own education. I have a lot of catching up to do.
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