Poetry

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Agrey day;something to write about,some crumbs in
my driveway,Starlings rapidly come and have some
crumbs,they are swift too go into some hedge row
as the rain persist's much more than mist,the
wind in turn make some People hurry,then some other
starlings take a chance;and find some crumbs left
in advance,the day looks quite set unlike some
concrete wet,Cowls on top of chimney flues help
some birds in huddle few this writer light's His
Fire now,some heat will make flue's chimney's hot;
and birds may huddle around flue's hot pot,till
rain is not so from grey day caught,that's my
indoor's slot,amen is got.
Joe.

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