Crickle, crackle, slap, slap, slap,
An old man dressed in a newspaper suit and cap
Struggled and danced down the street,
Prancing and limping to avoid the heat.
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You have brought a very vivid human being to life in this poweful evocative poem. His voice will not be silenced. Exceptional write, Mary. Warm regards, Sandra
If we no-longer hear, then perhaps it would be with no great surprize that others may not want to listen when we need help This poem runs deep and has more wisdom in it than many I have read Well done..a brilliant point of veiw Love duncan X