Tuesday, 10 March 2009

My foray into "measured" comedy...

I have been. Considering. What.
It would be like. To. Wear a kilt. Even though. I.
Am not Scottish. I would imagine that I. Would get embroiled. Somehow.
In some controversy. Where people. Think I’m some kind. Of.

Racist. Even though. I am not.

A racist. Or.
A gust. Of. W. ind. Would blow my. Kilt. Up. Around my face.
Exposing my. Quaint. And disappointing.


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