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In the midst of the past A spell was there cast And from out of the matter The universe did clatter The stars and the moon Were created by noon And the planets were finished by tea. The mountains were grown And the grass seeds all strewn Then the valleys were flooded to form sea. The door it creaked open And her husband did nod "I told you to be careful now you'll have to play God".
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This poem was writen by a member of the Prozac Prose Group.
They meet weekly, 6.45pm on Tuesdays at the Burton Street Project, Sheffield.
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