A Short-Cut Poem by Naveed Akram

A Short-Cut

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There was a route too quick,
To the very occurrence of sick,
I can not complain,
And too so main,
What is there like a lick?

Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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