Tosser, Screwit, Furkup and Soddem, Solicitors |
| Blind Man, Blind Man |
| Apricot Afternoons |
| He had my heart. I have his in a jar. |
| He wore a Van Dyke beard. he bathed twice daily. |
| Crisis, What Crisis? |
| AAA |
| He put his wet coat back on, his hat |
| Albert's Almanac |
| Bad Scouts and Nervous Indians |
| A call from London |
| Girl With an Earring, Pearl |
| And a gold tooth |
| And we weep like children weep
for milk |
| I am a white man and never
forgot it, but I was brought up by the Cheyenne Indians from the age of ten. |
| A Drowning Horse |
| Chocolate Log and Jellybeans |
| Each Man Wears His Suffering Like a Skin |
| And nothing changed except perspective |
| Gold and Silver, or Wood |
| Small Claims Court |
| Commissionaire |
| ARP a scandal |
| How the woman pauses |
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