Poem - Butterfly Skin Blond

Hub affeciandos may recall a Hub from a few days ago entitled Dead Bird

...the lines of this 'very Hub centric' poem occurred to me... there is a degree of poetic license here, as is mandatory.. ;-)

concern over the butterfly skin

of the tall English blond

sunbathing (naked?) next door

concerned us

such furor over the sunburn

we weighed the pros and cons of factors

fighting furiously for

sole application rights

forswearing another 2% of

Class A stock I won

and almost reached for the door

just then

a loud crash

and as if by magic

Sarah

with board nails instructions whip in hand

tenant contract paragraph 2 (ii) (3) (a)

delivered by email in synchronicity

gazing irritated at the TLB / broken window

there's a window to be repaired

or maybe you lot didn't notice it was broken...

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