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Apr 2017
2 day
My 3
Arrive at yours at 11
To number 35?
There was no light,
10 houses up I'm told
45.

2 stay
My 3
Park up outside at 11
To number 45?
That was quite right,
3 numbers up I'm told
48.

1 say
My 3
Press the white bell at 11
To number 48?  
There was no fight,
2 streets left I'm told
50.

1 play
My 3
Call kids home at 11
To number 50?
We have no might,
1 Father left I'm told
0.

2 day
My 3
Child is gone at 11
Daughter at 0?
So we must write,
A Mother left I'm told
100.
Playing with numbers
Joy Ceye
Written by
Joy Ceye  50/F/South of England
(50/F/South of England)   
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