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Composed while plodding along behind the chase for wet squirrels
In the damp midwinter, soggy mud goes squish
sky is grey and dismal, wish I was a fish
all is dampish, slightly grey, many things go mouldy,
In the damp midwinter, when will it go...?
OK, it's not very good, but I felt it summed up my feelings of the moment.
sky is grey and dismal, wish I was a fish
all is dampish, slightly grey, many things go mouldy,
In the damp midwinter, when will it go...?
OK, it's not very good, but I felt it summed up my feelings of the moment.