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21st April
written by tom
I thought I'd better revise / update my first (and last) piece of verse. It is entitled "An ode to a ball":
You are round, Lying on the ground. Kicked here, kicked there; I run around everywhere. Playing this game causes bodily pain, more than is reasonable for a forty-something. For a forty-something

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