Marco Wong Poems

Going to the forest to see my boy.
He's tough as a piece of stiff alloy.
Though he's alert of approached decoy,
He won't see me coming with a ploy.
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Oh holy night! The stars are brightly shining.
It is the night of my dear savior's tour.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till you appeared and the soul felt its worth.
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On this merciless fall
Dies a nameless ephemera.
Time grows us tall,
Wears out youth and stamina.
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