As she tipped the bits of broken string
From the broken pocket
Of her broken anorak,
The clothes hanger, hitherto unbroken,
Snapped in half.
Typical,
She thought.
Day 22: Life on the Farm
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As she tipped the bits of broken string
From the broken pocket
Of her broken anorak,
The clothes hanger, hitherto unbroken,
Snapped in half.
Typical,
She thought.
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