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'For instance: you will capture the truth of a moonlit night if you'll write that a gleam like starlight shone from the pieces of a broken bottle and then the dark plump shadow of a dog or wolf appear, 'Tell me what you want and I'll tell you who you are.' - AC, 'The task of a writer is not to solve the problem but to state the problem correctly.' -AC, Chekhov cheek, fright club, giddy spoons, Give me the sharp edges - the lost toes -the heart's attack - the adventurous tongue and the burning cheek - Esme C, Hairs hand Graces, hairum scarum, It ain't whatchya write it's the way that chya write it, Stash of moo, The Beast of the North Lip
‘Don’t tell me the spoon is smiling;
Show me the hint of fright on a woken moustache.’
Composed by E. Cloud (royalties split with Chekhov as he only half wrote it too apparently)
Esme's Cloud 
I have no expectation of encountering a more bizarre post today.
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AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I’ve woken the Cloud with my guffaws at that Ben. And I’m pleased to hear it too.
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If you are in the mood for laughter would you like me to send you a copy of my little e-book “Northern Limericks”?
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Yes indeed, sounds right up my street Ben. Use this one esmeuponthecloud@gmail.com it’s the address I remember exists pulls her ear open to show the tumbleweed in marauding hordes skipping about
And I’ll do you a swap; sadly you were not a Cloudster back when I held this competition, for I’m sure your entry would have been something to behold. I kept all submissions anonymous to spare the guily:
-Esme loving a good limerick on or off the Cloud
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I would possibly have simply cutnpasted NL.
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I’m glad you didn’t get your letters mixed up at the end there.
Esme Cloud falling off laughing
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Quite so. Ben’s missing apostrophe was almost a catapostrophic solecism — a gash mistake!
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Set you off that has, be punning til the crack o’ Dawn I’ll bet.
Esme watching the tone dive impressively then holding up two score cards proclaiming ‘pa’s de points’
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Oh how your torture me, Esme. Your post of just two halves causing my mind to run rampant as a myriad of pertinent one liners fill this already stuffed to the gunnels mind of mine. That my brain hurts, a given. I shall take to my bed and whine for the one who tends to my every need…when not slapping me about the face saying, “Get real.”
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You must only get real when dreaming, it’s exceedingly dangerous to do so at any other time, I can’t stress this enough – tattoos it on his nose. I was hoping it would grab some brain snakes and force them to find similar twisted one-liners, all torture-like, so thank you for letting me know your pain Mike. beams.
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😉
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winks back knowingly
Esme Cloud
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This is about Philip Schofield!
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I just knew you’d shoehorn him in.
Esme closing the closet door and falling off the Cloud laughing
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That wasn’t me in the picture with the shoehorn.
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Holds up a shiny black shoe his size – That’s what they all say Cinderella.
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Regarding the royalties you mention, I presume the Chekov’s in the post?
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Ohhhhhhhhhhh dear. Dear, dear, dear. Hahahahaha.
Esme Cloud stretching a long pole with a big hook on it out from the wings dragging Hariod off, stage right (one)
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‘Don’t tell me the spoon is smiling;
Show me the hint of fright on a woken moustache.’
The spoon smiles like a simile ‘twixt concavity and convexity;
A moustache quells a fear that a philtrum might appear.
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I love the the quelled fear of the philtrum you have going on there Bill, the following a fascinating snippet to give depth to the groove. Marvellous. Groove on sir, groove on.
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