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Scorpio season

Early darkness

Nights draw in

Scorpio arrives

With a tail

That stings

Clocks rewind

More time

In bed

Land of

The living

Meets depths

Of the dead

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Mean Time

When I think it's time for bed,

You first raise a sleepy head.

When to dreamy dawn I wake

You at teatime take your break

I make lunch in noonday sun

As your long day's work is done.

You sit up till two or three

while we cook and eat our tea.

You are in tomorrow then.

Not just elsewhere, but quite elsewhen. 


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