On a gloomy gloomy gloomy gloomy gloomy gloomy day

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Rain poured, wind blew, the sea was doing its autumn thing:

ravaged seaweed striping the shore;

1 stripedclay roiling and churning;

2 churnedhorizon threatening.

3 loomedI went home to make holes in pots in the gathering gloom :

4 gloomedwhich made The Hole Book an apposite find.  It is politically incorrect one way or other on every single page.  Others might like to try it.

http://publicdomainreview.org/collections/the-hole-book-1908/

I owe my post title to Adrian Mitchell’s delicious poem, Not a very cheerful song I’m afraid.

Adding to the gloom, the squid remained ungrouted.

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