bichoose (bichoose) wrote,
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bichoose

Friday 25th October 2019.

At last Friday has kissed my mind, dribbled it in rain sodden mountains of wetness fit only for the three witches of Macbeth to dance around the cauldron hippy style in boil and trouble chants in the hope both Boris and Trump become mute until new years day. Time i think to journey into the adventures of the boy, the mole, the fox and the horse in a hope they have taken the right fork in R. Frosts poem and also restore my faith in my common man apon this rain sodden day in my tiny red van in the mighty Manchester Basin.
So Goeth in the hope the weekend bodes well for all whom pass this way..xx
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