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Quiet
How I wish the world was more quiet
I really hate all this hurly-burly
Too many folk are chattering
Some of them getting quite surly
Next door's lawn mower's buzzing
Birds twitter like a string quartet
My dog is howling at the postman
Soon I'll strangle that damned pet
Someone's hoovering fit to bust overhead
Pop music is screeching somewhere
Today even type...
Thursday 23rd April 2020 1:25 pm
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