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Old Ninth

 

Blod monath arrived

shrouded in mist and

winter chill.

Soon the firewood

would be stacked

and the cattle

slaughtered.

And when All Saints

and All Souls had passed,

Mischief Night gone

and even before

Guy Fawkes

could be remembered,

then the beef of Martinmas

would be eaten.

Our preparation for winter

all but done.