You never know what is going to throw at you – all part of the challenge, I reckon, if you share my propensity to get creative only when my back is against the wall. Hmm, speaking of which, here’s an acrostic poem based on the word patrol:

people who are raised in free and equal
association with one another can always
tread the bounds of each and every new
relationship in amity – no border post
or frontier fence need come between –
let bigots build up walls however high!


Image result for hands across borders



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