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TWO GIGGLING GIRLS
Out along a snow-flecked street,
Two giggling girls I chanced to meet;
In play that saw them free from care,
Their breath like smoke upon the air.
Face to face with hands locked fast
They jumped for joy as I walked past.
Bobbing to a silent rhyme,
Taking turns in perfect time.
I've said goodbye to sixty five,
But the youth within me came alive,
...
Monday 24th October 2011 3:26 pm
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