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Incident In St Christopher's Place

Dear, I haven't been in touch for a long time. Sorry. The last time I saw you Was in St. Christopher's Place. It was a lovely evening... when I knocked that chair over. I am sorry. Since then, I've had not a few accidents Of that kind.   Just three days ago, I slipped out in a garden At a friend's house... And keeled over, not once, Not twice, but three times, Like a log...clonking my nut So violently that people heard me In the sitting room. What's more, I can't remember a single sentence Spoken all evening. The problem is... (The original was a letter typed to a close friend in about 1990).

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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