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Dec 2014
Oh My God! it's back again,
I am sure I killed it yesterday.
Quick get the swatter from the cupboard,
Before it inflicts any pain.

Just look at the size of the ******,
I think it's grown a meter or two.
The swine! it's heading in my direction,
Quick I'll bat it over to you.

There it is! just, "**** It"
"Oh my God" it's going to get me this time.
That's it I am off out of here,
You can deal with the swine.

I am not going back in there,
Unless my head is covered with a cloth.
I really hate the little monsters,
Those flapping flying Moths...
Sheila Hackett
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Sheila Hackett  Lancaster
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