Lawnmower Etiquette

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With the sun now above the Leylandii trees,

the lacy curtains start to part,

the daylight rises from the parquet flooring,

and frames the Sacred Heart.

The chime of an ancient timepiece,

gives a sitting room its first born sound,

as the Gazette, the Mail and the Telegraph

slowly hit the ground.

Soon the kitchen will awaken,

to the clink of cup and spoon,

now the milkman has delivered the gold top,

and whistled his happy tune.

A schoolboy’s Adidas sports bag

is kicked across the floor,

leaving hands free for buttered toast

and moving it nearer to the door.

Hair straighteners get up to temperature,

pop music fills the air,

ears bombarded with chart toppers

under newly straightened hair.

But all is well in suburbia,

well beyond the state of threat,

now everyone understands the principals

of lawnmower etiquette.