Another lap around the dam,
Then home for bread with chicken or ham.
Thick fog has returned yet again,
From where did the illnesses stem?
I can smell chemicals in the air,
Snooded my nose, as much as it can bear.
Will ambulances be backed up repeatedly?
They want us gone, immediately.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Good write SM.
Cheers!
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