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She Felled My Tree
before doing a runner
she cut down my tree
pine needles all over
festive debris to see
fairy dead on the rug
each bauble smashed
lights cables tangled
my Christmas dashed
should have twigged it,
axe-heads lit her eyes
our rapport splintering
ate my last mince pies
a forest of complaints
calling me dead wood
unhappy with my log
called my p...
Saturday 19th December 2020 10:51 am
Needles Under The Tree
History will wash its hands of 2020
Wuhan bats and disposable masks,
Just another year in human annals
Fodder for future historians' tasks
Who'd have thought it a year ago?
A holocaust of innocent old dears
Lockdowns and social distancing
I always felt it would end in Tiers
Hand gel and hissing ventilators
Dodgy oxygen levels all the rage,
Vulnerable citizen...
Saturday 21st November 2020 11:21 am
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