Entries By the wiz that he was
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boiling
this time i am going to pull in my horns and be as cool as only i can be. I know they are trying to wind me up. This time they are just not going to win
Posted By the wiz that he was On 08.03.2011 @ 2:30 am
boiling hot. sometimes we ear ‘beellin’ hot hot. whd’l ya do if da kettle boils over. what will ya do ony fill it again! Birds are said to be very emotional on account of their hot blood… Cool it there birdies! that’s enough now!
Posted By the wiz that he was On 08.03.2011 @ 2:17 am
root
branching out and reaching down into soil that’s dark and brown drawing nutrients from below for flowers and leaves to bloom and grow
Posted By the wiz that he was On 08.01.2011 @ 11:58 am
step
one step at a time. step by step instructions. quicksteps an foxtrots. pig’s jig to pratiehole.flight of steps. that’s put a spring in his step which he couldn’ conceal… ya’d jolly well know there was jolly well sumthin up- be that spring in his step!
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.30.2011 @ 2:29 pm
band
i told him i hadnt been inclined towards oasis for some time now. ‘Good’ he said, ‘It’s a sign you’re becoming clearer in the mind’
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.28.2011 @ 5:14 am
since i was responsible for bringing them together in the first place I as soon decided to break them up. Rose was the trouble there. I wanted her banned .. I could do that! but the whole episode ended in disaster and they were out to ‘get’ me. Life was hell and I had to plan everything around them to save my skin. no! that’s too much of an understatement…
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.28.2011 @ 12:55 am
thunder
Thunder when the snows lie deep And night is as bright as day The squirrels peep in wild dismay and wonder what in hell was that which broke their chain of hibernat’ Thunder under the summer sun when day goes as black as night the whirlies take fright and run for cover and peep not out ’til the storm is over
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.27.2011 @ 2:26 am
Thunder when the snows lie deep rouses the squirrlies from their sleep Thunder under the summer sun puts you an the whirlies on the run
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.27.2011 @ 2:09 am
ill
I think that Her Gracious Majesty is tough as old boots and i admire her for it. Princess Margaret could have been a little like that and i do not think it would’ve done her any harm
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.25.2011 @ 2:57 am
I think that Her Gracious Majesty is tough as old boots and i admire her for it
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.25.2011 @ 2:52 am
Please let me say here and now that my favourite royal is Princess Anne
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.25.2011 @ 2:46 am
Imagine t w t h w ‘enjoying’ his delusions of grandeur. Then again imagine a sentence like…Her Gracious Majesty suffered from delusions of grandeur…
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.25.2011 @ 2:42 am
but surely the fact of being a royal would guarantee one of immunity against delusions of grandeur? i think i should lose all hope in humanity if this were not so.
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.25.2011 @ 2:37 am
but surely the fact of being a royal would guarantee one of immunity against delusions of grandeur?
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.25.2011 @ 2:33 am
the word strikes me as quite dramatic with three vertical lines Two long lines of equal length an one that would be of equal length if the gap between the line and the dot were filled in. The visual impact of the word itself strikes me as sound and upright and well, healthy
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.24.2011 @ 11:49 am
cigarette
U open a vista of lakewater and a crude wooden pier. bronzed bodies in the setting sun. A smoke is nice after a swim she said. Aftons. I became absorbed in the packet– its landscape with those dark hedges. They reminded me of winter. Dark hedges made me feel uneasy. I hated them. I vowed to be away from the country- before winter claimed it or i’d never get away…
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.16.2011 @ 10:40 am
c. reminds me of ol cheever who used to com courtin miss grayson e wasn ol no way twas just me wot was v young. E taugt miss to smoke and she fell victim to the smoke big time fags. Tey loom large because day wer th 1stest courtin duo wot had impacted on my imagionation. I love the idea tho i didun understand it. Romantic it all seemd tho i didn have that word no way den. Anyways she had the fags to fall bak on wen e left. I suuferd too it was awful that sundring but unlike miss i didn av no buffer
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.15.2011 @ 4:09 pm
bow
bows are beautiful I think of secret tension in the bend of bow.. I think of dormant power.. I think of the curve of bow and its compliment in the wicked straightness of the arrow..I hear the arrow go whizzzzzz…
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.15.2011 @ 3:35 am
How would you describe him, i asked tentativly ‘aw’ she replied ‘a woebegone wob’
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.14.2011 @ 2:15 pm
bow-wow. n wuff-wuff–a hair of the dog that bit him- so they say. oNCE BITTEN TWICE SHY. some paws for hairy thought. men are like dogs n women are like cats. women have the claws n the men are gnats.
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.14.2011 @ 2:01 pm
plague
Post late again- got umpteen envelopes.( fan mail or wot??) There was a plague of women invading the wiz that he waz’s consciousness
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.13.2011 @ 11:06 am
Post late again- got umpteen envelopes.( fan mail or wot??)
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.13.2011 @ 11:03 am
Post late again- got umpteen envelopes. fan mail or wot??
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.13.2011 @ 10:59 am
Plague. Ague coul be a plague of kinds too. vague. Hague. Does it ever snow ther? There is a lot of ice here. I slipt an fell yesterd It was a bit of a slip up for th w t h w
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.13.2011 @ 10:48 am
I switch to STRAW and instantly see it as WARTS when spelt backways. I then tawt of aw an ugly warthog lying in the straw/ den i tawt of a plague of ugly warthogs and dey all rollin n folin in the llrip and golden straw. What a droll piktur
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.12.2011 @ 11:37 am
Black plague caused by rats i believe.” A plague on all your houses” not sure were dat cam from.. The bastard plagued me over wanting to buy something i didnt wanna sell. He certainly was persistent. But i wasn intrestd in his bloody money. who knows wat plagues the future will unfold. I shuddr to tink…
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.12.2011 @ 11:26 am
mean
polititions are mean. they keep all the money for themselves. they keep a lot of things up their sleeves. polititions can damage your health. They can damage the economy. They wasteSCANDALOUS amounts of our money on trips abroad. Not alone mean-Most of them are quite MAD
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.11.2011 @ 3:43 am
chores
ello! agin n agin! Well, ell no now i membr chores wern all dat bad if der wer som spondulix-evn any at all- to be got outa dembut dat was not often da case in my case.so see ow dat ruind me. chores wer totl wel CHORES!!
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.09.2011 @ 1:36 am
ello agin! chores is in orchestrate. tis a trait o mine to think lik dis. Jus tink of orchestratin yer chores. Tink of ‘classic’ orchestra-tin dem ya no like- BANG! CRASH! WALLOP! get it?
Posted By the wiz that he was On 07.09.2011 @ 1:21 am
