WHEAR I WHENT TO DAY
To day I travailed , at the speed of thort , and as fast as my single digit allows me,went to New York , spent some time with my friend , chatted , listande,
Then to Tuerky , spent some time on the bech feet in the sea , chatde , nay
talked , listand some ,
Then to talk with me mate in Aussy , sheared laughter , talkde , listande,
Popde back sis ca,e around for a cupper , we talkde , listande, talkde about the
lads , Ian and Nigel,
Pop over to Sweden , more talking , sheared a few laughs , whent down
memnarey lane , with one friend , were as kid's kinder ,
Other friend sheared our love of word's,
Then back for a cuper , thats what I did to day.
Ken D Williams.
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Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2007-08-06 at 00:25
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