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My kettle, this morning, gave up the ghost.
My grill isn’t working and we couldn’t have toast.
     My sweeper stopped working.  There’s dust on my floor
     , when I put out my washing, it started to pour.

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The drain is now blocked and the smell is atrocious
And even my sweet-tempered dog’s now ferocious – grrr!
    The freezer’s packed up and my ice cream’s all runny!
     Oh, please stop your laughing – it’s not very funny!

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The toilet’s not working and the electric is off.
I have a sore throat and developed a COUGH!!
    The news on the tele made me sit down and weep,
    But I thankfully awoke from this nightmarish sleep.

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* Gave up the ghost - stopped working (machinery).

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