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September 2017 Collage Poem

Boxes of snore, law and war

Old soldiers in days of yore

 

Endless revising for the school dance

Go West across the park and guess

Who Fred could be

 

The black lab drags behind

Whilst a parrot swears

The social workers say it's OK

 

Not that I'd wish it on his people

But isn't it a shame that Kim

Can't have the wrath of Irma -

Or was it him that caused it...

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Collage PoemFred WestSeptemberStockport

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