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When Mr An-thra-Cite is in town,The air falls to its knees in praise.The trees,Lower their limbs,Cover their leaves andAvert their gaze,As he takes to his stage.Dressed in the finest of ebony silk,He gleams resplendent.Such stature, such panache,So much elegance,Not a hint of “flash”.He is the maestro of the treetops,Dusk’s dazzling Diva,His notes can split clouds,PierceContinue reading “Mr Anthracite”