Willing

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It was thrilling
I was willing
Heady days they were
The last light house keeper
Ten miles out at sea
Till went and forgot me
Ten years there
Waving Waving Waving
Anything sailing sailing
Strange habits never die
Waving out of front window
Screaming incoherently

‘I don’t really mind that he comes into the garden.’
‘Who Tom?’
‘I just wish he would leave the potatoes alone.’
‘You’re not going on about Kevin again?’
‘Yes Sandra, do you think he’s willing to compromise?’
‘What? With an alternative root vegetable?’
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