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Wood Pellets ode

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March 22, 2019

 

wood pellets

I wouldn’t be a wood pellet

For all the tea in China

They took the heat, but not like peat,

A smell that’s so much finer.

 

The stink you get from pellets

Lingers on and on

They burnt a few at Stormont

Now all those folk are gone.

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