Tom tiddle om, tiddle om tom tom.
The drummers played as they marched along,
close behind were the infantry.
they were smart as smart could be.
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ivor, brilliant write..... Wonderful, Beautiful, Humor..... 'Enjoyed'.......
This one had me splitting my sides. Who says poetry has to be all confessional gloom and doom? You are living prrof that it doesn't have to be so.