Phil Soar Poems

Said the tortoise to the hare
“Why are you so fast out there”
The hare then replied,
That “It’s just my stride
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I trust you not to leave and go astray
My feelings would be lost, in disarray
There would be little I could think to say
If you ever went away
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The beauty that is all around should generate more smiles
And everything that happens should be good all of the while
Just think of how that feeling would endorse a sense of thrill
And populate your vision with an element of skill
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Delicate petals on roses of red
Flowers all settled in their prepared bed
Yellows and greens in a border of light
Freshening your senses by day and by night
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'Rules are for fools' my best mate said
When I was just a teen
'Lets go out and make a mess
And do something obscene'
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