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A shrub rustling on the glass outside, The cockatoo's
complaint, an engine's hum, Dappled movements in the early
light, Stumpy's breathing, stopped. Just briefly stopped. And
then the time went on, an Age had passed, Another Age began.
Soon Jumper slapped his host In gentle mirth. I'm out of here, he
said. Take care.
With two quick movements he was through the door Scattering the
ginger cat, who'd come to smooch a snack, With three more strides
he'd reached his car When Stumpy, roused from shock, bellowed
Hey you lousy jumping jack! You can't do that! It's criminal,
you've gotta tell me now … But with a roar and screech of tyres,
he'd gone.
…to be continued
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