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! The Un-Ked

Rating: 2.8

Words are like unicorns –
come from nowhere
without any one’s permission or request
because there’s a need for them.

Whose painful, sudden, desolate need
called this word to be?

Market gardeners pushed further out of towns,
their customers now too far a wagon-ride away;

sheepherds too, pushed further out of valleys
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PS - another 100 mark reached; 1300.... and not a single piece of crap in there. Congratulations, sire. t xx

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It's a brilliant word. Like the word neologism. I can't think of one for a piece such as this. t x

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