Blip(s)

I just missed a small pale face
peeping through one of those tiny panes.

If I stand here long enough,
with my camera, they might do it agains.

I wasn’t planning to be out for long.
I wish I’d worn gloves. And a hats.

And my scarf.  That’s it. At the moments,
I’m not keen enough on blipping to hang around.

I wonders what they’re building in there?
I wonders if they’ve been locked in all over Christmass?


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