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Written by Peter, on 21-08-2009

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Sometimes some rain makes for a change

But lately the wind is always the same

It stops for a laugh then blows down my walls

Is wind the bad wolf I tried to ignore?

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Posted by Richard Mills, on 23-08-2009,

1. Poem the first

Receiving
Arranging
Stacking
Compressing
Blowing
Balefully so.

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Posted by Sue Mills, on 21-08-2009,

2. Thar She Blows.

In Wellington the wind can blow
But Bacchus Marsh is worse
It makes the new fixed roofing go
Next door - it's such a curse.

The straw bales tumble to the floor
The ladder can't be used
And Peter grumbles more and more
It's not what he'd have choosed.

But he's not one to be outdone
He works out there undaunted
The staw bale house grows day by day
It's on their website flaunted.

So Pete and Tarsh, we admire you so
Your home we soon will see
When Baby Mills is born and you
Will safe and comfy be.

GO THE ALL BLACKS!

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