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Poetry THIS ISN'T PROSE, SO HERE IT GOES

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The World Between the Words
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A heron went for next door's cat,
Jehovah's Finest came for a chat,
Slug trails glistened on the welcome mat,
The day our garden got a mard on.

The pebble-dashing shed its stones,
The fat hen weeds were skin and bones,
The crows all fought like Game of Thrones,
The day our garden got a mard on.

Sun-bleached seedlings in the potting shed,
Wilting in the Pak choi bed,
Our cherry tomatoes bypassed red,
The day our garden got a mard on.

The polytunnel cooked our veg,
Dead flies lined the window ledge,
Raging wasps took over the hedge,
The day our garden got a mard on.

Panting sheep blocked country roads,
The lettuce beds were full of toads,
The septic tank just overflowed,
The day our garden got a mard on.

The Badgers dug up bumblebees,
Pigeons dropped dead from the trees,
Even the squirrels all caught fleas,
The day our garden got a mard on.

The strawberry runners ran, and ran
Skin hot and sore – not worth the tan,
Another bloody hosepipe ban,
The day our garden got a mard on.
 
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A heron went for next door's cat,
Jehovah's Finest came for a chat,
Slug trails glistened on the welcome mat,
The day our garden got a mard on.

The pebble-dashing shed its stones,
The fat hen weeds were skin and bones,
The crows all fought like Game of Thrones,
The day our garden got a mard on.

Sun-bleached seedlings in the potting shed,
Wilting in the Pak choi bed,
Our cherry tomatoes bypassed red,
The day our garden got a mard on.

The polytunnel cooked our veg,
Dead flies lined the window ledge,
Raging wasps took over the hedge,
The day our garden got a mard on.

Panting sheep blocked country roads,
The lettuce beds were full of toads,
The septic tank just overflowed,
The day our garden got a mard on.

The Badgers dug up bumblebees,
Pigeons dropped dead from the trees,
Even the squirrels all caught fleas,
The day our garden got a mard on.

The strawberry runners ran, and ran
Skin hot and sore – not worth the tan,
Another bloody hosepipe ban,
The day our garden got a mard on.
Yes, like a curmudgeon's vision of life.
 
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