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Nov 2023
Walking towards the light
takes longer in the Winter
and so I shall sit here and simmer,

the kettle's boiling,
unfortunately, I'm not.

They forecast snow at five past five,
I don't believe them.

The thermostat's kaput
but
made in Germany
it doesn't surprise me,
but the kettle did by
boiling dry.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   Ken Pepiton
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