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His Finest Day

 

A school tragedy (A poem within a poem)

 

The first day of the autumn term

We knew that something was amiss.

We saw the solemn-looking staff;

We felt the pain of grief subsist.

 

It seemed that in the holidays

A boy called Whipps had disappeared.

Since almost thirty days had passed,

The worst of outcomes was now feared.

 

He was a shy and quiet boy,

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