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Mighty Fine Splash

There I was, off in my own little world. When something abhorrent occurred and started to curl.

Inside it twisted, rolled, I could feel bubbles. One thing is for sure I knew I was in trouble.

So I started my contingency plan and headed for the exit. Leaving almost as fast as those fools from brexit.

And just in time I made my dash, as it entered the bowl with a mighty fine splash.

Luckily for me the splash spared me getting wet. As I passed this deuce I’d soon rather forget.

Pure Pooetry

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