Starting A Novel
A bright, chilly morning with the house to myself
I think I’ll make some coffee, take a mug from the shelf
I hear the ticking of the clock
The deer are on my grounds
Otis is Sitting on The Dock
The bell sounds in the town
I’ve got a dozen thoughts to catch
And notes to organize
Some hero and some evil wretch
May bring me some surprise
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