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Blow Trumpet Blow

Managing time quite well, almost an hour since waking and not had to wipe my nose once. There's been a blow though snow drifts flurry and scurry chasing slow strutting crows. Time management - so important when all your mind wants to do is curl up on the rug with the sleeping cat. I ponder a bit, write a muse about snow and cats, then my nose recalls it has a cold, Now here we go, it drips and runs - you know it's time to blow, blow trumpet blow.

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