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THE GOOD LIFE
This poem is dedicated to Tony, who once lived in our Sheltered Scheme and in all the years of our acquaintance, I had never seen him with anything other than a smile on his face (till now?) Though I'm sure knowing him he wouldn't take exception to this light-hearted biography.
THE GOOD LIFE
A neighbour of mine aged ninety-three
of whom many friends concurred to agree
no nicer a guy could ...
Friday 17th February 2017 3:32 pm
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