There was a gravedigger named Brown
Who buried a man upside down.
He said it’s appalling,
The deceased’s lifetime calling
Was playing an inverted clown.
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Raymond G. Taylor
Author based in Kent, England. A writer of fictional short stories in a wide range of genres, he has been a non-fiction writer since the 1980s. Non-fiction subjects include art, history, technology, business, law, and the human condition.
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Unbroken
In the aftermath of our parting, the tendrils of your disdain spread far and wide, poisoning even the spaces beyond our shared existence. Those who once knew only fragments of our story are now tainted by the venomous words you've sown, transforming allies into adversaries.
By ✨ Resilient Roots✨5 days ago in Poets
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Better an inverted than introverted clown. (That's a tough gig, let me tell you.)