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Bonfire Night
Bonfire blaze
Misty Moon
Wilting rose
Pink balloon
Children’s laughter
Parent’s glee
Cold hereafter
“What’s for tea?”
I’ve got pizza
And some wine
In the freezer...
Sounds sublime.
Or there’s fish
At suppertime?
So just one wish
Before you climb
The wooden hill
To paradise
Where you might fill
Your hearts’ delight
And langu...
Tuesday 31st October 2023 11:34 am
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