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so we build us a mountain
of cushions and pillows and slopes that give way
I watch as our little girl
giggles and tumbles and
wishes the baby would sleep the whole day
we make us a tower
from white toilet paper
a dozen rolls high with a wobbling top
the crash is fantastic
it knocks out her teddy
making the most of our latest bulk shop
we spy on our neighbour
with plastic binoculars
watching a sky that's so dismal and grey
the baby starts crying
her sister gets cranky
small bits of stir-crazy flavour our day.