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Well, the current quiet front for WB is due to the lead guitarist Bluesman type being off on his solo tour of France. He has been blogging somewhat enthusiastically and it is quite entertaining. I was feeling a little threatened by this then decided there was room for two blogs in the WB world  Read his blog here to catch up on his news  http://webplus.broad.ology.org.uk/blog.php

Whilst we were in Germany, one idle morning I wrote a poem. I had a pen in my bag that I had picked up somewhere, it was a freebee probably from some health event, so it has Chlamydia emblazoned down the side. I lent this pen to Judy (Blackies lady) one evening and after a few beers and some giggling she challenged me to write a song about it. Well, I couldn't quite bring myself to write another silly song but did manage a poem, thought you might like to read it. Hope it makes you smile xx

Fingers touching
limbs entwine,
safety precaution’s
gone offline.
Heat of the moment
passion surges
following destiny’s
desperate urges.
Building climax
still surprising,
blown us away and
Chlamydia rising.
Scratch that itch
to the right of the boil,
rub in the ointment
and massage in oil.
Pills and potions,
regular motions
Syphilitic raving on a
turbulent ocean.
A night of passion
is always in fashion
but getting near
risks Gonorrhoea.
Rubber up
and all is well,
avoid the trauma
of STD hell!