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Quatern Nr.01 — Last Sunday In October
The supermarket closed at 8pm
and I arrived in time at quarter-to
I rushed about to buy the food and then
recycled stuff, and duly off I zoomed
Forgot the milk and cursed - I turned around
the supermarket closed at 8pm
some milk of course was very quickly found
I slammed the door and off I zoomed again
And minutes down the road I lost my zen -
she’d wanted eggs to bake a birthday cake
the supermarket closed at 8pm
I spun the car, thought jeez, for heaven’s sake!
Arriving back, already ten past eight
was puzzled by the shoppers shopping when
I got “the clock’s gone back”, I wasn’t late
the supermarket closed at 8pm.
and I arrived in time at quarter-to
I rushed about to buy the food and then
recycled stuff, and duly off I zoomed
Forgot the milk and cursed - I turned around
the supermarket closed at 8pm
some milk of course was very quickly found
I slammed the door and off I zoomed again
And minutes down the road I lost my zen -
she’d wanted eggs to bake a birthday cake
the supermarket closed at 8pm
I spun the car, thought jeez, for heaven’s sake!
Arriving back, already ten past eight
was puzzled by the shoppers shopping when
I got “the clock’s gone back”, I wasn’t late
the supermarket closed at 8pm.
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