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Aurora

Aurora She was peering over the garden fence at the spider on its string of pearls. I went out, smiled at her through the dewy web. Neither of us...

Bete Noir

B?te Noir It was a stupid thing to do, I realise that. Now. The ball, bobbing a few metres from the beach was first just a ball (my children's ball,...
Cherry

Cowboys

Suggested by Eddie's KIDDO poem.