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I love spontaneous tongue twisters. Tonight someone said

"The blue bin men haven't been."

Some drunken peasants swore they'd sell me a vineyard. I saw at once it was a windup.

People don't take to the streets over just a couple of grievances. Two wrongs don't make a riot.

I felt I was being stitched up. I went through a really bad patch.

I dressed myself up specially for you.

But neither of us existed.

One of my astronomy students was the best in her year. Star pupil.

We hope you enjoy this garden (Heretounder referred to as 'The Garden'). Its mode of utilisation should be self-explanatory.

Update # 1

Owing to an unforeseeable mis-creation glitch we strongly non-advocate the ingestion of particular globular pomacious fruit-types that may be conducive to somatic embarrassment and conclude in potentially sub-optimal long-term heritage outcomes.

Update # 2 and Security Alert # 1

It has been brought to our (omnipresent) attention that a formerly senior advisor we were forced to demote from his former position following a management reshuffle has resorted to exploiting his recently established down-hierarchy status to promulgate misleading contrary guidance respecting the fruit referred to hereabove in Update # 1.

Garden residents should be advised that this advice is unsanctioned. It may invalidate The Garden warrant and lead to summary eviction from The Garden. Transgressors will be deemed to be in violation of the terms of tenancy and therefore lack any substantive grounds of complaint or redress, legal or otherwise.

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Dear fly,

To leave me alone

Would be a good deed.

Mother and father,

Your voices are faint

I think I am lost to you.

It's tough being a stand up comedian. You can't afford to fall down on the job.

Damned fly.

You stopped me.

"I also live".

That's what you said.