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The whirling house

My house must turn slowly on its axis; Things surface suddenly when I least expect Pictures I haven't seen for years, turn up. After whirling for a month or two It must flip-flop a bit And there - you wouldn't believe Is the pin I lost years ago And after one giant shake Like a lion stretching We find a brand new perspective

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