In a terrible fog I once lost my way,
Where i had wandered i could not say,
I found a sign post just by a fence,
But i could not read it, the fog was so dense.
Slowly but surely, frightened to roam,
I climbed up the post for my nearest way home,
Striking a match i turned cold and faint,
These were the words on it 'Mind the wet paint.'

Tiffany Dillon

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