There was a merry old man
Beneath the blue skies
Defying every ban
He enjoyed telling lies
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the previous comment says it all vasu..i cannot even think of writing such a touching tale of an old man in poem form...you have done it beautifully...the old man with his sad past.and his pains..and the children playing with him..a lovely tale friend
You must know by now the feeling I have that you Young Man are a Genius. I want you to show my comment to Your Mother, Your Teacher, Your Priest. Wake up to the Fact that You have a rare Gift. But keep your feet upon the ground, No Trips of EGO, Thank God and Keep Writing. Kind Regards Philip
Its like you've almost known the pain... I find myself doubting your age.