Tag: rivers
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Christmas 2024
The cold is slowing our brains as we sit in unheated homes the dirty water in our mains, and still bitter Covid roams. — Children wanting this and that, poor parents pulled into a trap, Grandparents only affording tat, and still the prices – where’s the cap? — There’s a Christmas sparkly Fairy, and lights…
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Truss the Tory way.
The butterfly spread its wings, as the sun rose late, the scent of honeysuckle fills the air on Michaelmas tide, alighting to drink the sweet nectar it floats in my sight, chilling my heart as the Autumn’s reign’s diminished. —— Swallows and sparrows soar and chat as their nestlings feed on the whining insects, while…
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