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Day: Oct 25, 2021

The cafe

Essex women tea in china mugs

Fat cream cakes and children n on hard drugs

A tabby cat curls up by the millstream

On the bridge we sit and weave our dreams

Love the trees of Epping dark and deep

Bodies hid by blackmailers find peace

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Katherine Thinkings and poems Oct 25, 2021Jul 11, 2022 1 Minute

Abbey

The Abbey bell the river and the peace

The yard of gràves the grass

The sweet tetreat

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Katherine Thinkings and poems Oct 25, 2021 1 Minute

Passed it

Her major wish was to be plastic

Maggie Thatchers glare was toxic

Comb your hair with my elastic

Glue it on,the style drastic.

My body feels but I am passed it

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