Rings of Smoke

These poems do not live: it's a sad diagnosis.

Posted on | November 24, 2008 | Comments Off

have a wetnite in a few minutes.it is so cold,and my jacket is still with the drycleaner.and just had an embarassing moment.and england lost the series.they fought well though.ironic,them having to make 32 more than they had conceded.they must be cursing duckworth and lewis, now that they have been screwed twice in succession.as i told chintu,the should be given a 50 run handicap,maybe…just to make the series interesting.ohh,and i welcome irfan pathan’s inclusion to the team…india desperately needed a left arm spinner ( :P ).and now to the wetnite…will be back in three hours,will try not to drink more than four…

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