Poetry

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As i retired to my bed;a dog was barking as though it had not been fed,earlier in the day a magpie landed on flat roof,for a minute's stay,hedge was clipped made my way down Shandon Street ,an
office for post very handy of course,pharmacy across the road;avery warm day;as i made my way up the hill,a little Tuck Shop,which helped me pay my grocery bill,arrived at my front gate;some
starlings waited until i went inside,made their sounds as starlings do,come on Mr J;please give us a fill,
if it be your will,luckily had some redy made,well   each day we must all begin again,thank's be to
GOD,its when amen.
Joe.

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