The coin leapt up high above them.

And in it’s flight

The bright sunlight,

Made it glitter like a precious gem.

A lazy crawl to it’s apogee,

Then a shivering pause.

Which could be because,

The journey down has ‘gravity’!

Plummeting down from up so high,

It struck the loam.

Lost momentum

And opened a face to the sky.

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Out walking I saw a fifty pence piece

On the pavement

I looked round before bending over

My lucky day but

Trying to prise the thing free

Not knowing it was superglued I

Did my back in.

After lying up a few days I returned with a crowbar

In a carrier bag but

The coin was gone

Now I glue them to the

Path outside my window

Its great fun watching folk trying to

L...

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