They screech and chatter like monkeys.
Whoops and calls of unbridled infant revelry.
We have paused at a town playground.
Modern play equipment in bold primary colours is ignored.
Rather, the children have discovered the steam-powered grader and stationary engine,
Over which they clambour unperturbed by the lack of soft-fall.
Excited primates in darkened hedge habitat.
They clambour over low branches and find their secret nesting spots.
Hide and wait in excited apprehension of discovery.
When found, their silence is broken by peels of screeching joy no longer contained.
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