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The timer counted back and the minutes
rolled forwards
When stopped, I’d quickly do the maths
Never erring
never once getting it wrong
For I have always been adept
at mental arithmatic.
Imagine my embarrassment when
after the buzzer had gone
my brain (fleetingly)
became jelly-like.
Three plus five plus seven
now made a million.
I have been writing mediocre poems since childhood. To me the process of writing is a release and the results, however mundane, give me a sense of pride. I am a busy teacher, mother (hockey mum), wife, pet owner as well as being a reader, sometime raver and a reasonable friend. View more posts
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