I knew a conceited young woman named Pat
Who had trouble describing her cat
She’s big I suppose
With a really long nose
So like you then; a liar and fat
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I love writing - poetry mainly, but the odd thought or story may find its way to the page as prose. I'd love to contribute to poetry and writing groups near my home by the sea but the dreaded clock seems to beat me most times. I do happen to contribute to https://cosmofunnel.com, a poetry website with 'panache'. Check it out for a different take on things.
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