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Manhattan Morning
Manhattan Morning
the cat was sick
I cared for it
which made me late
to catch the bus
which got caught up
in traffic jams
so I got off
to walk the last few blocks
which made me sweat
under the blue sky
my brow was wet
with perspiration
out of breath
I stepped inside
a coffee shop
and bought a cup
of Espresso
and spilt the lot
because I ...
Sunday 7th April 2019 12:12 am
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