Every saturday they gather

the hussle and bussle ever louder

To run round a park of green

To beat the crowd mobscene

Far away the others dwell

Away from the merry hell

By a lake, tranluscent and cool

A life giving, nurturing pool

Peace and calm linger in silence

No pressure, adrenaline or pretence

Snatching moments when they come

Perhaps a boring 'snoozef...

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