Lewis Pierson
@sirrobinkingfisher.bsky.social
I do balderdash, smut and miserabilia. So much so, it's probably a crime.
Sometimes..... it even rhymes.
But never all of the time.
Many pseudonyms including Sir Robin Kingfisher
AI used for images only.
Sometimes..... it even rhymes.
But never all of the time.
Many pseudonyms including Sir Robin Kingfisher
AI used for images only.
Pinned
“What’s it to be then? #Fight or flight?”
“Couldn’t I just stay here without any violence?”
“Not now. I need you either to piss off or get my pound of flesh.”
“Charming! How about you doing one instead?”
“Well it does work both ways but I still choose to scrap.”
“OK. You gonna start, then?”
#vss365
“Couldn’t I just stay here without any violence?”
“Not now. I need you either to piss off or get my pound of flesh.”
“Charming! How about you doing one instead?”
“Well it does work both ways but I still choose to scrap.”
“OK. You gonna start, then?”
#vss365
December 21, 2025 at 6:42 PM
Let’s raise a toast to the ghost of our host who once made this #humble boast
“I know that I can fly and I’ll do it before I die”
He gave us all a break and made arrangements for his wake. I wonder what he thought as he hurtled to the floor?
“I told them so, just look at me go!” ?
#vss365
“I know that I can fly and I’ll do it before I die”
He gave us all a break and made arrangements for his wake. I wonder what he thought as he hurtled to the floor?
“I told them so, just look at me go!” ?
#vss365
December 20, 2025 at 4:40 PM
“We need some kind of celebration, like a festival or something, all about heterosexuality. Any ideas what we could call it?”
“How about #GRATITUDE! ?”
#vss365
“How about #GRATITUDE! ?”
#vss365
December 19, 2025 at 8:42 PM
“We need some kind of celebration, like a festival or something, all about heterosexuality. Any ideas what we could call it?”
“How about #GRATITUDE! ?”
#vss365
“How about #GRATITUDE! ?”
#vss365
She speaks of #regret
At being born an egret
When she could have shone
As a swan.
As an eagle she’d soar
Even a raven has more
Stature and presence
Than small herons.
Some cock I once heard try to woo her with words
“Some guys like the smaller birds."
In my eyes a ten even if she were a wren
#vss365
At being born an egret
When she could have shone
As a swan.
As an eagle she’d soar
Even a raven has more
Stature and presence
Than small herons.
Some cock I once heard try to woo her with words
“Some guys like the smaller birds."
In my eyes a ten even if she were a wren
#vss365
December 18, 2025 at 5:15 PM
“Do you remember me from your younger days?”
“Not really, I don’t #recall us having any kind of connection. Who were you?”
“I was your young admirer as you celebrated with your friends. You asked me if I had a light, I said “I’m sorry, I don’t smoke.” You laughed and turned to the next guy.
#vss365
“Not really, I don’t #recall us having any kind of connection. Who were you?”
“I was your young admirer as you celebrated with your friends. You asked me if I had a light, I said “I’m sorry, I don’t smoke.” You laughed and turned to the next guy.
#vss365
December 17, 2025 at 1:18 PM
“Here, you might like these!”
“What do they do?”
“They blur the boundaries between dream and #memory. Fantasies become facts. History is just a draft, still ripe for your rewriting.”
“I’ll take the lot. I’ll pay you when I’ve sold them on, trust me, my word is my bond. My name? It’s Trump.”
#vss365
“What do they do?”
“They blur the boundaries between dream and #memory. Fantasies become facts. History is just a draft, still ripe for your rewriting.”
“I’ll take the lot. I’ll pay you when I’ve sold them on, trust me, my word is my bond. My name? It’s Trump.”
#vss365
December 16, 2025 at 12:59 PM
Neither use nor ornament, Patrice couldn't be relied upon to turn up when he said he would. If he eventually did, out of desperate need for the money, he'd stink of sweat and absinthe and make the customers uncomfortable. One actually said "he thinks he's so #boho but really it's just B.O."
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December 15, 2025 at 5:31 PM
I’ll try to make this as dull as I can. Use words of one part. Flat, all the same note or tone, but then I have to squeeze in the prompt word and it all goes wrong. It’s the same thing, day in day out, makes me want to give up. You do your best and what do you get? Nowt. #Monotonous.
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December 14, 2025 at 9:50 PM
I’ll try to make this as dull as I can. Use words of one part. Flat, all the same note or tone, but then I have to squeeze in the prompt word and it all goes wrong. It’s the same thing, day in day out, makes me want to give up. You do your best and what do you get? Nowt. #Monotonous.
#vss365
#vss365
We’ve mostly no idea, whether we’re closer to our nadir or muddling hencewith towards our humble zenith. Meanwhile, some we cannot see, live their lives in #apogee, well out of our orbit. We’re extras, playing parts in someone’s story arc and not even recognised nor rewarded for it.
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December 13, 2025 at 1:08 PM
Brilliant "new kid in town" becomes barely tolerated incumbent, the search for a #successor begins. This game is all well and good until there's no longer a seat for you when the music stops. Then you realise that it's no longer a cycle, you are out of the game and the consequences are real.
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December 12, 2025 at 9:34 AM
Brilliant "new kid in town" becomes barely tolerated incumbent, the search for a #successor begins. This game is all well and good until there's no longer a seat for you when the music stops. Then you realise that it's no longer a cycle, you are out of the game and the consequences are real.
#vss365
#vss365
That morning, in the library, Eugene was almost overcome with his #illicit desire for Miss Cassidy. She acted as if she had no idea that he, like most of the older boys of Corwich Junior High, was struggling to hide his “affection” for her. Ever the professional, she maintained a stern face.
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December 11, 2025 at 10:10 AM
There’s a hitch. There seems to be a glitch with the attraction switch. I’m not sure which way is witch. I’m sure this one’s a bit chippy and I really should ditch but I find my self #bewitched, see. Thought I knew what I was doing but now I’m not so sure. Makes you wonder who’s in control?
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December 10, 2025 at 8:31 PM
There’s a hitch. There seems to be a glitch with the attraction switch. I’m not sure which way is witch. I’m sure this one’s a bit chippy and I really should ditch but I find my self #bewitched, see. Thought I knew what I was doing but now I’m not so sure. Makes you wonder who’s in control?
#vss365
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His face told her that, right then, he was beyond #consolation. That stage in the process was still some way off. Maybe in a few days she'd get a reasonable response to requests such as "would you like another cuppa?" Best to leave him to his grieving. It was the same every time United lost.
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December 9, 2025 at 2:14 PM
His face told her that, right then, he was beyond #consolation. That stage in the process was still some way off. Maybe in a few days she'd get a reasonable response to requests such as "would you like another cuppa?" Best to leave him to his grieving. It was the same every time United lost.
#vss365
#vss365
As buildings collapse and fires break out, people run screaming in every direction, that one old man, known for continuously muttering an unintelligible narrative, becomes erudite, the meaning of the words of his #soliloquy clear for any that would listen. He told how we had caused all this.
#vss365
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 11:50 AM
As buildings collapse and fires break out, people run screaming in every direction, that one old man, known for continuously muttering an unintelligible narrative, becomes erudite, the meaning of the words of his #soliloquy clear for any that would listen. He told how we had caused all this.
#vss365
#vss365
#Magenta’s hips gyrated to a tune only she could hear. It felt intrusive to be there, to witness what I was. This was her process, getting herself in the mood. I was already way ahead of her, I’m afraid. Should I make a move or just enjoy the show?
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December 7, 2025 at 4:40 PM
#Magenta’s hips gyrated to a tune only she could hear. It felt intrusive to be there, to witness what I was. This was her process, getting herself in the mood. I was already way ahead of her, I’m afraid. Should I make a move or just enjoy the show?
#vss365
#vss365
Your #augury is not for me. I don't desire it, don't want to see my future and all that's in it, the clock ticking over into my final minute. I'll bury my head in the sands of time, live in the moment & savour. You may envisage my eventual demise, but keep it to yourself, do me that favour.
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December 6, 2025 at 12:20 PM
Italian suits bought on the never-never, we'd scrape our pennies together to buy a cup of the undrinkable mud that this establishment called "Espresso". Christ only knows how we afforded to put fuel in these scooters, but we did. That was life in the Burslem Chapter of the #Vespertine Gang.
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December 4, 2025 at 9:34 AM
Italian suits bought on the never-never, we'd scrape our pennies together to buy a cup of the undrinkable mud that this establishment called "Espresso". Christ only knows how we afforded to put fuel in these scooters, but we did. That was life in the Burslem Chapter of the #Vespertine Gang.
#vss365
#vss365
Following the fierce altercation, Steven comforted Susan.
"I felt I was in the right and I tried to make my point as best I could but the narcissistic knucklehead just wasn't getting it. Why are some men like that? Thank you for not being."
"I was just being #chivalrous, you daft cow!"
#vss365
"I felt I was in the right and I tried to make my point as best I could but the narcissistic knucklehead just wasn't getting it. Why are some men like that? Thank you for not being."
"I was just being #chivalrous, you daft cow!"
#vss365
December 3, 2025 at 9:30 AM
Following the fierce altercation, Steven comforted Susan.
"I felt I was in the right and I tried to make my point as best I could but the narcissistic knucklehead just wasn't getting it. Why are some men like that? Thank you for not being."
"I was just being #chivalrous, you daft cow!"
#vss365
"I felt I was in the right and I tried to make my point as best I could but the narcissistic knucklehead just wasn't getting it. Why are some men like that? Thank you for not being."
"I was just being #chivalrous, you daft cow!"
#vss365
As I look into her eyes, I, like most others am captivated. A pair of twinkling sapphire irises protruding from lily-white scleras. The pupils though are #aphotic and, unlike most people's, never shrinking, giving a strong impression that there really is nothing going on behind them. #vss365
December 2, 2025 at 8:32 AM
Outwardly, #suave. Apparently a sophisticated, highly-evolved human being. Within, he’s an animal, a ruthless capitalist who believes all public expenditure is waste, unless it benefits him or his cronies. A user, a taker, an exploiter, rarely giving in return. Pity the women suffering him. #vss365
December 1, 2025 at 7:30 PM
Even if you've seen this scene before, I bet you're gonna scream when he opens that door
and stands before yer, all chopped and gory,
his head wedged by his elbow and he's about to take a big throw-in.
He commits like no other this time of year, it's as if #Halloween was all his idea.
#vss365
and stands before yer, all chopped and gory,
his head wedged by his elbow and he's about to take a big throw-in.
He commits like no other this time of year, it's as if #Halloween was all his idea.
#vss365
October 31, 2025 at 2:04 PM
Even if you've seen this scene before, I bet you're gonna scream when he opens that door
and stands before yer, all chopped and gory,
his head wedged by his elbow and he's about to take a big throw-in.
He commits like no other this time of year, it's as if #Halloween was all his idea.
#vss365
and stands before yer, all chopped and gory,
his head wedged by his elbow and he's about to take a big throw-in.
He commits like no other this time of year, it's as if #Halloween was all his idea.
#vss365
At dawn, a #ray, a shaft, a beam cutting through dark cloud. Then another, piercing through, soon became an array. They lit my way, I walked all day, around half way, they fell behind me. At dusk cloudfree, I turned to see orange ball consumed by sea. I knew, at least, I’d been walking east.
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October 30, 2025 at 12:53 PM
The dimly lit walls of the dingy room were aglow with an #argent sheen.
It was pensioners’ night at the Batcave, Wakefield’s no. 1 retro 80’s goth club.
Sheila put her spectacles on to see who the stranger was offering her a drink.
“Oh, Steve, it’s you. Yes, pint of Red Witch, please.”
#vss365
It was pensioners’ night at the Batcave, Wakefield’s no. 1 retro 80’s goth club.
Sheila put her spectacles on to see who the stranger was offering her a drink.
“Oh, Steve, it’s you. Yes, pint of Red Witch, please.”
#vss365
October 29, 2025 at 4:36 PM
Me and the missus messed up. We never meant to #experiment. Now the bedsheets are in the oven and the dogs are in the tumble dryer. She’s gone arse over elbow and my nuts are roasting on an open fire. If we make it till Xmas things will be interesting. I’d hate to see the pigs in blankets.
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October 28, 2025 at 4:12 PM
Me and the missus messed up. We never meant to #experiment. Now the bedsheets are in the oven and the dogs are in the tumble dryer. She’s gone arse over elbow and my nuts are roasting on an open fire. If we make it till Xmas things will be interesting. I’d hate to see the pigs in blankets.
#vss365
#vss365