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August 9, 2013

 

 

In this uncertain world

of ‘I supposes’

Where cardboard cut-outs

pass as roses

Hence no scented fragrance

getting up ones noses

For a water shortage

means a ban on hoses

And granddad, knackered,

sits there and dozes

Whilst the dog by his side

snugly cosies

In this cost-free garden

of daisy posies.

 

 

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