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Outside My Window
The perfects fill their car again.
Rucksacks and waterproofs,
Pocket maps and walking boots.
Photos Facebooked like safari trophies.
After a Sunday abseiling down The Matterhorn,
they return to rustle up
a Mongolian Banquet or two.
"It's easy really as long as you've got the right ingredients."
Bedtime stories quell the quins
like their publ...
Friday 24th May 2013 7:51 pm
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