I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook A real live lover, could have been a book. I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock. I could be Here and now I would be, I should be But how? I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
I could have been your pillar, could have been your door I could have stayed beside you, could have stayed for more. Could have been your statue, could have been your friend, A whole long lifetime could have been the end. I could be yours so true I would be, I should be through and through I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
I could have been a whistle, could have been a flute A real live giver, could have been a boot. I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock. I could be even here I would be, I should be so near I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
THE SOUL OF THE FOOT
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My preferred method of walking is barefoot. For much of my early life I
travelled that way whenever I could. In the early 80s I found my first
syringe ne...
Ode to the Labor Party: The Writing on the Wall
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1. When internal party politics becomes media fodder, you know you're in
trouble. BIG TROUBLE.
2. When you handle something badly, it comes back to bite y...
Some Notes for the Model
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Get undressed before you enter the room. Bring a bath robe so that you can
cover and uncover yourself as desired. Stretch. You need to be fit. The
painting...
GOD SAVE THE QUEEN
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That was Eddie's place there, she says, pointing to small hollow set back
from the beach. It is overgrown with bamboo, and at this hour of the
morning is ...
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