Little Poe Poem by Tenzin Tsewang
Little Poe
Once in a town named Low,
There lived a man named Pow,
There in Low,
Pow loved a girl named Pooh,
For Pooh all that he sow,
But when they walked,
So after they talked.
Pooh saw Pow is slow,
Among all In town name Low.
Whereas for Pow everything is law,
And was afraid
Enough to bow.
Such was the tell in a town named Low
By virtue Pow was left low
For one morning he got nothing left to sow.
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