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There is an old Post Office table
                        Covered in things
Smashed willow pattern
Nothing fits
Looks arty scattered

Rusty looking thing
Small
Unknown origin
Probably a dried slug

Dinky No 39 been dug up
Top down
Never valeted
Better full of earth

Things are strange
Things happen
Things are different now

— The End —