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I have patented, 12 million smells
TINKLE
I have patented where lines meet lines and captured a corner of the market
URANUS
Slowly, but surely, the 11:39 leaves town
Almost a star
Cold? No, it's not cold.
It's nebulous, but then it is a nebula
TINK!
From here you can see the village, the roofs glisten
Glass Slippers, one off
We got married as a protest against convention
Oh no it isn't!
Drip-charge, over-night
Nothing has been broken, nobody has been disturbed
The various uses of massage-oil
Like a patient under anaesthetic, meat
Just a hundred, but maybe it will help
I will go to Prague
TOKE
Forgotten Voices
Can you hear the people sing?
I have been thinking of ways to kill my wife
John
I shouldn't keep the shrunken head, but
My Uncollected Stories
Death in Life
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