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Foggy
Morning
A lovely foggy morning
Much in the vein of a
Sherlock Holmes London
Fog, but The Island fog
Is richer, thicker and
Smells of the sea,
Now that the mill is
Closed it’s a fog without
Smog the way one
Could say nature
Might have meant it
To be, and of course,
As with all foggy
Ventures one is
Watching for the
Mysterious Lady walking,
Buttoned snugly in
Clothes fresh from the
Back of her favourite chair.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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