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The Good are Few

Endless blue skies and a gin and tonic

Sat comfortably on our decking, while the country goes chronic

Election fever and a disappointing, lingering apathy

Unsafe and unstable causing a calamity.

 

Bright, hot sun and take another sip

Get the juices flowing, afraid of a slip

Optimistic dreams create media frenzy

Floundering queen, green with envy.

 

Gentle warm breeze and finish the glass

Concentrate your mind, you’re having a blast

Frank and open, countered with snide and snipe

Social connection with ever desperate hype

 

Clock ticking quickly, it’s time to go

Stumble downstairs and attack the sloe

There’s more to say, but what can you do?

When the greedy are many and the good are few.

 

Stuart Clark

◄ Scorched Skies

Tour de Yorkshire ►

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