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Mar 2021
remember the dung beetle
gathering muck

and there are others
out there I am sure

for now the cat is asleep
in the cellar, goes down at dusk
thinks I don’t know

otherwise she is let out for
the night
hunting

or holed up somewhere else

she will scrabble up later
go out the back before

breakfast

this time
the recycling centre stays open
here

while I see
someone has changed the tune
somewhat

not so cold here today james

while the lorries drive the road
early

-1Β°
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