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You have a sense of humour - well, of course,

Given the dire vicissitudes of life

Where everything seems to go from bad to worse;

You have a sense of humour.

Just when it seems that despair was rife,

There was no hope, life lay under a curse,

Up you pop and sort out all our strife,

Answering prayer, cutting to the source

Of disaffection with a Shepherd's knife

That heals, without an inkling of remorse.

You have a sense of humour.

Brian Hick June 2013

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