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Acacia Avenue

Rating: 4.1

There was a family that lived down the road from us
Seven kids and two scruffy mongrels
We looked down our noses at them and talked about them a lot
Their front yard was littered with rubbish and scrap cars
No curtains, how common!
Fights would spill out regularly onto the street
and every Sunday they'd all disappear into a battered old car
and disappear for hours on end
We'd relish the quiet
Always over too quickly

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Peter A. Crowther 02 May 2005

Great poem but is it true?

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Ivy Christou 28 April 2005

wow. excellent, simply excellent! I loved it because it has a good message to people that only know how to judge HBH

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Richard A. Davis SR. 27 April 2005

Makes us question why we are the way we are? We should get to know, but yet we to often don't try. Why?

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kenneth william snow 27 April 2005

fantastic poem...touching kws

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