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5h
The woman in the wheelchair
still finds you funny although her laugh is silent
it is lost in shadow and smoke
hid beneath the cloak
of her stroke,
you can tell her a joke
she will probably get it
although the speaker may have gone
her sense of humour carries on
Written after my stroke
Unpolished Ink
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Unpolished Ink
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     Abbott J Hardison
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