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THE DRUMMING OF THE HUMDRUM

HE DRUMMING OF THE HUMDRUM

Sometimes she felt she was just

too much trouble, felt sorry for

the hours that they had to spend

each morning just grooming

her, getting her ready to face

what they called  ‘her public’,

wished they would just let her

be, scuttle about doing the

hundred and one little things

they had to do with their own

little lives but just. let. her. be.

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