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Monday, 31 March 2014

Poem: Talking to God

Poem Two

Talking to God and angels
The earth is my trolley
Says God
On it I have my food
On it I have my water
On it I have my grapes
On it I have my list
Now Now angels
Why is my trolley
Not going around
I gave you muscles
To build a track
That fits my wheels

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