Fete. Poem by Lizzy Tomlinson

Fete.

Rating: 5.0


A fete. A fete,
Come on, don't wait,
Or at this rate,
We'll be late,
And everything good will be gone.

Me and my mate,
Our breaths abate,
When at the gate,
A sign does state,
That we've got the bloody dates wrong.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Darbyshire 24 April 2006

Yes Lizzy, live and learn, you know the drill, lol's have a great day dave xx Nice Poem

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Lizzy Tomlinson

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Dundee, Scotland.
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