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Today I had a wobble and it made me kind of sad.
On days like this I sometimes wonder if, perhaps, I'm mad.
But then I hear the voice that bellows, "Mad? Of course you are!
"But don't forget, my little fruit, that keepers always are!"

11:11pm 26th June 2013 ©Simon Welsh Poetry
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