in sin serity
tags: poetry, scrawl
preliminary thoughts insincerity scrawled on a serviette

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April 5th, 2009
Brilliant poem!
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April 5th, 2009
…and I did mean that… oh blimey, I’ll shut up…
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April 5th, 2009
In a move to be less insincere, I’d like you to know I am only leaving a comment because the anti spam word is BUGGER.
Now in actual fact I like your poem a lot. As an expatriate who now lives in a country where the population don’t believe in being nice for the sake of it, I can see from that little serviette how in sin scere we must sound at times
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April 5th, 2009
Having had the odd ex-pat moments, my favourite going through the motions and getting by phrase that could be scribbled on a small serviette was ‘can you speak English’; unfortunately for me the answer sometimes could be scribbled on an even smaller serviette ‘No’ or variants thereof Nyet, Nein .
One became reliant on finger pointing, eyebrow quivering and bad impressions of a nearest taxi rank. Serviette origami is now a party trick.
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April 5th, 2009
nice.
And it provokes a nice, consoling thought: there are people I look forward to hearing say these words
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April 8th, 2009
I like this one.
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