It's not a #poem, but perhaps it is #poetry...
An overheard conversation in Oxfam....
"Don't mind me.", "I don't, I was saying sorry to thee because I bumped
into him.", "Does thou usually wear glasses and t'at?" "Only on a
Tuesday when I go up Bophey." "I swear I know thee. What's thou name?"
"Graham." "I know a Graham but it's not you. I fancy you be in
disguise." "Saturday is detective day." "The Graham I knew had no nose
for glasses." "I have to go. I'm a pensioner."
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