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Fences screaming,
Go away,
Get off my property.
Fences screaming,
mind your business,
I mind mine.
Fences screaming.
There is something sinister.
I wonder what?
Is it a hydro house?
Is it a home imprisonment?
Is there something unlawful?
I lament the time when I was growing up,
we just cross to our neighbour's house.
Gone is such a bygone era.
I am glad, I still live in a house like this.
I am glad, I never lived in a fence in house.
I would feel claustrophobic.
1 comment:
What a nice collection of fence shots, Ann.
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