6 June 2015


And did you, then, like me, 
Think of us that summertime
All those years ago
Warm beach days
No thing but Pippin and Tog
To play, and dad still well? 

Me to you to you to me and 
Whoops! Start again. Me to you
Later chocolate chewing gum - who knew?
On the bedpost overnight. 
You to me and one day
No more. Smoothed over. Night.

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