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Feb 2010
The blue bottled fly flew trhough the window,
Just as the yellow flat swatter swung home.
The swatted fly lay gasping the fruitless air,
But chocked the lifeless cough almost at once.
(C) Kelly Selvester
Kelly Selvester
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Kelly Selvester  London
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