the word wretched anymore.
it sounds
English, British,
maybe my
friend Ingrid, from Ireland
might toss that
word around.
Wretched weather were
having, eh?
bloody hell, this rain,
she might say.
she refuses to give up
on her native language,
or pint of beer, not glass,
or potatoes
and boiled beef.
it's hard to dispose of
the red hair and freckles
too i imagine.
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