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This is a blog by a poet from Belfast who has a humour which could melt plastic!

Showing posts with label Moon. Show all posts

Showing posts with label Moon. Show all posts

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Why people always want to go to space

He's a crazy moon

Posted by Ruairi at 10:11 am No comments:

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