The Pescetarian Poet
fishy scribbles for fussy nibbles
What did Mr Umanah see at the savannah?
The everyday clowns who believe they are running your business.
A few words about the circus of nine-to-five.
A short poem to the love of my life amidst daily hustle and bustle.
When the hard work seems unrewarding ...
A coffee break scribble under the desk.
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