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I named a creek after her todayThe name of which she wasn’t appreciativeHappy the water was running awayThe appellation was evocative. Her sideways glance forewarnedOf a suppressed desire to harmAnd I, being well informed,Stood beyond the reach of her arm. ‘Lunch I shall need’, I did so proclaim‘A lovely hot shower you shall need’, saysContinue reading “The Mad Scottish Woman”