POETRY*

BREAKING UP CAMP (Prophecy in a supermarket) When nations clash at last, what will I do?I’ve never changed a washer or a fuse;I’ll just get caught – like someone on the news –Simply the worst, and out in public view!It’ll all start the day I’ve lost the glue …Or string … or socks to suit those dreadful shoes(I never liked them – didn’t even choose …)Still … in a crisis, I suppose … they’re new!Windows will…

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