My Old boss used to commute in from Llandudno every day.
He started reading The Exorcist on the train.
He said he thought it was the most evil book he’d ever read.
In fact he said it was so evil he couldn’t finish it.
So, at the weekend, he went to the end of Llandudno pier and threw it as far as he could.
So I went to the bookshop.
I bought another copy.
Then I ran it under the tap.
And I left it in his desk drawer.
For him to find.
The Exorcist
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The Exorcist
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Hot metal and oil
The scented country air
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The blur of the landscape
Every nerve aware
Hot metal and oil
The scented country air
Sunlight on chrome
The blur of the landscape
Every nerve aware
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