serious now

Serious now

 

A man knocked on my door

He was collecting laughter

Mournful he was when living

Empty handed.

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Wed 12th Dec 2018 17:26

Christmas bar humbug! At least he didn't sing any of them bloody awful carols... Or is that why he left empty handed mate?

I enjoy your stuff Jan, I left with a wide smile :0)

Po

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