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One of my turns.
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Poetry by Bern.
ONE OF MY TURNS.
While out in the garden counting my worms,
I suddenly had, one of my turns.
A Pig, a duck and a colony of ants,
Were dancing a waltz without any pants.
This behaviour was rather a riddle,
For music an elephant was playing a fiddle.
The Blackbirds were whistling and keeping in tune,
I think that it will be full moon very very soon.
A Robin was sitting upon the wall,
He asked if he could record it all.
Along hopped a Rabbit with a tape recorder,
And ate all the poppies in my flower border.
Now to act like this is rather queer,
Perhaps it's the weather at this time of year.
Who are these men with their long white coats,
Have they come to milk my Billy Goats.
Why are they holding my arms so tight,
I don't wander in my sleep at night.
All I was doing was counting my worms,
I cant help it if I get one of my turns.
Bernard Shaw.
