When she heard the doorbell chime
Who was this, in mid-afternoon, she pondered
With the security chain in place she opened
The door a little way, and there she saw Joe
Of whom she knew nothing
Back up country, in Toms study, the phone rang
It was the Dean
We’ve got a slot at the Baccalaureate conference
It’s in London Tom, it’s the big one
Do you think you could persuade Desiree to take it
He asked, with an air of excitement in his voice
What, was Tom’s uninspired reply
The Dean drew breath, then spoke slowly...
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