Waiting for breakfast.
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Morning Alarm Clock
First the ghoulish yowl of cat.
Then the dogs’ accompanying scat.
The far off whine of the machine
that whines the gardener’s routine.
With creak of valve and scrape of tool,
water streams into the pool.
This water surging from the jet
completes my waking up quartet.
Yolanda’s key turns in the door,
adding one harmony more.
Her music joins the morning’s set
to swell it into a quintet.
What finer way to stir one’s head
on alternate mornings, here in bed?
The prompt is quartet.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Lovely morning! it reminded me of a Russian orchestra administrator, whose only qualification for the job was being a communist and a former party functioneer, who was approached by members of a wind octet with a request to have a broken french horn repaired, as they had a concert scheduled. He refused, citing lack of funds for repairs. “No big deal, – he said, – so you’ll have an octet of seven instruments.”
This is a true story, Judy!
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I’ve just been listening to an audiobook about the communist-sponsored Derg regime during the Ethiopian revolution. Such stupidity and incredible cruelty, just to create a government worse than the one it replaced. I know you’ve experienced this first hand.
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I have, exacerbated by being Jewish in a country with government-sanctioned antisemitism, but “octet with seven instruments” is still one of the funniest idiotic phrases I’ve ever heard.
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And a perfect illustration of what happens when power is given to a fool. Our present POTUS is a perfect example as well.
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My morning sound is either the telephone ringing or Duke trying to knock down the door. Sometimes both, together 🙂
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Love it – you are always so creative!
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