Joyce Hemsley (22.9.28 / Portsmouth England)
That Lonesome Word
As far as the eye can see
no other word in our vocabulary
begins with letters p-o-v.
The word stands all alone
calling for our sympathy,
humanity, love and charity.
Let us hope this lonely word
will soon be swept into history.
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