No Title Poem by Jean Bernard Parr

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the world is a ball
so, young
we have
all played with it
grown, we should
own what goes
with having a ball

Sunday, November 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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Jean Bernard Parr

Jean Bernard Parr

Sallanches, France
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