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Mrs. Fixit


Mrs Fixit upbraids the Poet

“But what of the Human Spirit?” she protests,


Mrs Fixit invokes Piglet

‘I too,’ she says, ‘have immortal


Mrs Fixit considers her spiritual welfare

Cleanliness being next to godliness


Mrs. Fixit considers the future

It is one thing, she thinks,


Mrs. Fixit and the Poet

Mrs. Fixit Says ruefully


Mrs. Fixit’s unreliable organ

She fixes organisations threatening to fall apart