‘Co’ #SoCS, @LindGHill
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The room was quite…
well, quiet.
Copious amounts of the absence of noise.
Consequently, when I heard a pin drop, I was startled to say the least,
“The least!”
Thank you.
Who had dropped the pin, I did not know.
I looked around – I was not a square.
Pin’s location and hurler, I knew not where. Nor did I care.
I picked up the pin, and remembered the rhyme:
‘See a pin, pick it up, all the day you’ll have a pin.’
which never made sense to me.
‘Cobalt is a colour: it could be brighter, it might be duller.’
which is something I’ve just made up – is there no beginning to my talents?
