Race Poem by JOBY JOHN

Race



Once there was race
Race of me and him
Tortes ran very slow
Slow run made him first
That he was steady and slow
I made my run
I did with my pride
I slept near a tree
Never knew when he first

Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
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