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Another Poem:

My Mat

I used to be a surgeon
But soon got tired of that
And then I turned to sewing
And made myself a mat
It isn't just a plain one
That you place upon the floor
It has a kind of magic
People point, and mutter 'Cor.

Smile you may, and even scoff
But I'm the lucky chap
Have you ever seen a city gent
Travel around like that?
Rolls Royce, and Jaguar
Or transport such as that
Nothing beats the traffic
Like my little Magic Mat.

By the Editor.

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