A man and a woman on opposite sides with dogs,
Weed smoke coming from these two scruffy sods.
Nearly home and the Sun, by surprise it appeared,
Wearing too many layers, sweating what I feared.
Deliveries are taking place like in the second part,
Strolling back to my destination, the route start.
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When will ya be home? How many Parts will it take?! lol.
Haha, maybe a few more.
A continuation of the story as not only noted in the title but the poem itself wondering what the end will be.
Thank you, they are 3 separate journeys, when I was nearly home (:
The story continues and at the moment us the reader to imagine the end, enjoyed the read
Thanks pal.
You are very welcome
Excellent write
Thanks pal.
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