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Monday morning all is blue, Heaving oneself out of bed in a hullabaloo, Dark outside as Halloween sets in, Slugs attacking the teeth of our pumpkin, Son demanding I arrange his cards for a magic trick, Daughter huffing, expecting her breakfast to appear real quick, I want to shut the door and hide away, Under my inviting warm duvet.

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Date: 11/6/2016 1:04:00 PM
- A great first poem, Eleanor :) - Welcome to Poetry Soup - hugs from Norway // Sun :)
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