01 January 1999
I was gutted just before Christmas, And my fir stripped of stars and balloons; My cavity, thin as an isthmus, Was...
18 December 1998
When I was younger, my spin doctor said, Tony, please sweeten your tongue, And what he told me I'll never regret, For I...
04 December 1998
I'm the heart of a hen in the breast of a duck, A calf-liver stuck in a sheep, The brain of a pea in the shell of a...
27 November 1998
Delia swears by her shayler; It cracks any canful of worms; In cybernet caffs it turns over the gaffes, And scratches...
20 November 1998
The hit parade is dominated by artists from the eighties and from even earlier We were working for the party on our...
13 November 1998
My Mother The Queen - The Queen Mother - Twin bulwarks and bastions bold - Are not concrete blocks - Nor disposable...

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