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Jun 2017
Heaven’s removal men;
Packing up the sunshine
into dark, dreary clouds.
Grumbling and mumbling
as they move the air about.
Dust sheets spread out far and wide
As their heavy feet trample
on a ***** sky.
Sunshine’s moving on –
It’s home got repossessed
by a storm.
B H H Burns
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B H H Burns  F/Norwich, UK
(F/Norwich, UK)   
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