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Wednesday, 26 November 2014

Poem: Towel and shampoo

My shoe
was walking

having a shower
with me

Mr Rain
has bad timing
He won't 
listen to my mum
He forms
clouds
He just cries
buckets full of spears

Darling
the government
won't provide
umbrellas

Take a towel
and shampoo
with you


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