It was the year 1965 and afternoons were a happy time

    

    

Among other stories from other authors

we read “Mrs Packletide’s Tiger”

and we laughed our souls out

Then we learned about Saki

— our Hector —

and how he had died

on 1916

during the Great War

And although almost fifty years had passed

we learned too that merriment

had a sad shoulder

And so we said goodbye

And we grew old

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