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A clip of thinder ever the reeftips
sends like a bimb going iff!
My hurt thimps in my chist.
It’s dirk. The clods are block with reen.
The wand blues in the trays.
There’s no mean.
I smuggle ender my blinkets
and coddle my toddy.
Sloop will have drums in it.
Carol Ann Duffy
Dame Carol Ann Duffy (born 23 December 1955) is a British poet and playwright. She is a professor of contemporary poetry at Manchester Metropoli
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