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Wednesday 8 January 2014

Ecological Oasis

Stagnant, green and murky
Replete with drunken remnants
Of a lout's night out:
Cans and wrappers, even road-signs
Mix with the tangled weed
In turbid water free of motile life.
This new artificial pond
Holds little but trash and twisted fronds
Of unhealthy looking plants.
The dogs have had the moorhens
In Pete Soulsby's plastic tub,
Oasis of ecology,
Which cracked and split and dried right out.
So they had to start again with a new one.

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