Arcady

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I came upon Arcadia,

set in burnished mellow

honeyed Cotswold stones,

along the Fosse meridian

where sleepy chippings rest and 

woollen churches offer shade,

to nibble scones,

drink China tea in china cups

and marvel at the charming wolds,

where now the residential fleeces 

wear pink rinses and bleat

in other raucous foreign drones,

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© Graham R Sherwood 11/24