Tag: blog
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Bookshop

In the heart of town, down a quiet street, There stands a shop, a hidden treat. Its shelves are lined with books so old, Their stories and secrets, waiting to be told. The door creaks as you step inside, The aroma of paper, an old-world guide. Rows and rows of tomes so grand, A treasure…
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Car

The little Morris Minor’s charm Still takes us for a ride, With every creak and groan it makes, We feel a sense of pride.Though its seats are worn and frayed, And the engine’s not so strong, It always gets us where we need, No matter how far along.The steering wheel is always loose, The brakes…