The lithium battery shone in innocence.
I nearly hit it with the hammer  in dismay
I’d put it in the wrong way up, I was too tense.
To get it out was nothing like child’s play.

Why are those instruction books so wee?
I looked on youtube, at a simpler one
I nearly stuck the knife into my knee
A kind of acupuncture overdone

Yes, wee is what we Irish say for small
I’m not English since  they voted  to withdraw
I could be Danish, Swedish, Dutch or naught at all.
Since the  Tories smashed the common law.

As  I wept while mending the doorbell
A man called out, you’re clever, I can tell!


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I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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