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Sunday, 27 November 2011

Sitting on the Fence

Sitting on the Fence





Beware of splinters
The tiny little
Niggardly ones
Piercing your skin
Into your bum

But sitting and waiting
To see if you fall
Are the nastiest
Splinter of them all

“Here are some tweezers”
A true friend would say
As they warn all others
Who sit on this fence
The splinters on here
Are as sharp
As your tongue
Sit still, do nothing
Before you’re the
Next one.


Peter Wicks
Pass the tweezers



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