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How To Judge a Book By It's Cover
How to judge a book by it's cover My early morning dog walk is usually enjoyed alone, Although I'm still attached to my busy mobile phone, But ahead of me today, a scruffy, unshaven man, appeared, With earrings, rocking back and forth, above his grubby beard. I judged him This 'urban commando' dressed head to toe in camouflage gear, His top half wrapped up against the rain, but the bottom, I fear, Was in warmer climes, flip flops and knee length khaki shorts, His tattooed calf was on display, ah, so that was the reason, I thought. I judged him On entering the narrow lane, he suddenly turned to face the right, His hands began rummaging through his under clothes, what a sight, Fearing that he was about to answer a call of nature, in full view, I politely coughed, he glanced at me, but resumed his grappling through. I judged him Eventually, he found his prize, and making a space in the hedge, He crouched down, and gently placed his find on a ledge, As I passed, I strained my neck, in order to solve this mystery, The man spoke, “dried meal worms, for the robin's breakfast, you see” And he and the robin judged me
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