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Sally May 2020
His fisher’s net an empty mug
Fox-like stepping down the stairs
Before we felt all nice and snug
We filled the plates and kitchen chairs
Sally Mar 2020
Hair made,
Well-dressed,
I came to the party
Where hypocrisy – starting with me –
Played the merry guest.
After fallen hours, good-mood-showers,
Tiresome people,
And a few drinks, sick tiredness sinks
Next to me into the seat.

“Have you ever felt at home?”

— The End —