What have I got myself into …

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Having done couplets for purple alpaca, the muse has moved on to green corduroy.  It’s come out as an ode written in mock heroic verse, but triplets rather than couplets.  My iambics are a bit wobbly, but I did manage to write an Alexandrine (of sorts) for the requisite final flourish.

Now I’m trying not to look at my jumper … the sofa … a pile of fleece …

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