-----oo0oo-----No sun, pale gloom
No glorious afternoon
No shadows, no dusk, no proper time of day.
No singing bird
No laughter heard
No lingering children running at their play.
No passers by
No heated protest, no, not forlorn.
No rustling leaves, no sighing trees
No muted thanking for that spanking
No need to keep it all indoors
[with apologies to Thomas Hood :-) ]
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