FRIDAY FLASH
supplied the photograph
TRIAL RUN
Agnes and I have been .........together
Since, goodness, heaven knows when,
But now she's started to wonder whether
She really likes the men!
Look! There she is, having a trial run,
While I am left to brood.
I can see the beginnings
Of a really nasty feud!
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PERHAPS A PARK
This is the view from my balcony;
Our street is rather strange.
Both sides go up and down you see
So it's a sort of interchange.
Once it was a railway line
Which explains the configuration;
It gives us a pleasant little 'park',
Enhancing our situation.
By rights it's not a park, I know;
It's just a sort of verge,
But children can run and play on it
Whenever they get the urge.
It's an easy place to walk a dog
Beneath the shady trees,
And sometimes neighbours sit out there,
Enjoying the evening breeze.
Our private garden's miniscule,
There's only room for pots,
And so our little private 'park'
Is one of our best-loved spots.
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