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i saw a robed ghost in that church when i were a lad – great days …

eight places to write …

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eight places to write  (  a n o t h e r   l i s z t  p o e m  )

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whet a wooden

wetland centre's

picnic table

ink the noon


up a bean pole

in an igloo

with a puddle

on the moon


swan the settee

there with nessy

or a lukewarm

air balloon


musty mazes

jumble's jungles

or a cuckoo's

blue cucoon

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