Lisa's poem is here. this was my response
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my ideas come in a tumble or flood
like a flash of a lightbulb or a rush of the blood
that reveals what is hidden and finds what it lost
just as sure as cowshit will turn to compost
there's often a diamond amongst broken glass
and i often find it while sat on my arse
so when i do nothing and people complain
'i'm not doing nothing', i try to explain
'i'm mining my musings and and pondering so,
when you ask what i'm up to, i'll say "i don't know"'
but i do, really
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quote from A A Milne, illustration by E H Shepard
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