Gandia haiku #1

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We live at the beach

we occasionally teach

we don’t know anything about poetry

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Been to Valencia for probably the last time. Very nice in a Birmingham sort of way. We all went to class to make paella on Saturday – we must be naturals because it was probably the best food we’ve had. We’ve not really gone out for a proper meal here – we’ve mostly been living sandwich to sandwich and when we have tried to broaden our horizons we haven’t had much luck – we tried to go for a fancy lunch last Thursday and when we ordered emperador con tacos we were given twelve solitary cubes of swordfish. I have two hours for lunch every schoolday in which I am literally locked out of the school and forced to go find somewhere to eat, so I’ll have to try and do better this last week.

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Four boys who in harsh northern climes dwell

Were sent to live an hour from everyone else

So they got the train into town

And roamed randomly around

Then looking at bank accounts wondered which kidney to sell

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