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Be a shame to spoil the treat I know I shouldn't do it, but I just felt so inclined, So I took a sneaky peek into the windows of Your mind. Therein I found some knitting, some Cardboard and some glue, a paper chain, some Parchment and a photograph of you.
I came across a menu, a special meal at home, Duck a l'orange, Atlantic prawns and wine from Cotes du Rhone. The kitchen needs a facelift, The car's been acting up, the tyres and oil need Changing, the engine's running rough.
The weather's getting colder, hello to winter Blues, you plan to buy a warmer coat, you badly Need new shoes. I didn't go much further, you Flagged up thoughts of me, and with Christmas
Only days away, be a shame to spoil the treat.
© Joseph G Dawson Vote for this poem
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