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Dec 2012
Your magnificent masterpiece leaned to the left.
Framed and fixed, we never noticed until we stepped away.
You bulged blue, swore saffron and screamed at the help-
As if it were their faulted frame leaning lopsided!
I think I said something, maybe made mock;
My taunting tongue always for an attack on you...
So we both swore saffron, but only you bulged blue.
A quick allitersien.
Carol J Forrester
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Carol J Forrester  25/F/Crewe, England
(25/F/Crewe, England)   
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