John was born late on a Thursday
His mum hoped the clock was slow
She’d been brought up on the poem
And feared he’d have far to go.
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Thursdays child
(3 stories)
John was born late on a Thursday
His mum hoped the clock was slow
She’d been brought up on the poem
And feared he’d have far to go.
#130story
Thursdays child
Dear Diary, its cold and dull. I've as much energy as an electron holding up a house in a hurricane. Roll on bedtime #130story
Thor's Day
Bored. Bored. Bored. Might toss my hammer about a bit and upset those pesky humans. Now, where did I leave the effing thing?
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