At the bottom of our garden
Is a piece of waste, triangular, a gore
Hadn’t been tilled since the last war
“If we move our fence, we could make that ours”
My brother said, “Oh yes, lets”
And thus was formed our garden annex
44 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Annex

Perfection! And even if it is fiction- I will choose to remember it as fact.
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Oops, once again my reply goes into freefall! Here is is, now attached in the right place
It is fact, but it dates to my childhood. The garden annex provided space for my brothers chickens and my guinea pigs
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It is fact, but it dates to my childhood. The garden annex provided space for my brothers chickens and my guinea pigs
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How cool.
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Thank you!
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You’re very welcome
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🙏💖
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🙏🙏🙏
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Stealth gardening!
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