The Dhoor
When was the Dhoor? Unpromising name!
A place obscure, of little fame,
that features in my Mum's CV,
the uncertain biography
I have of her. It's all up here,
a jumbled blur of place and year.
It was somewhere she taught, the Dhoor.
I thought that there’d be traa dy liooar,
eventually, to get it straight,
but Lord, how we procrastinate.
I'd clarify it all, somehow,
some day, but I can't ask her now.
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