Friday, February 6, 2009

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Rating: 4.8

There was a dog.

He was big, and black, and woolly
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Anita Wisniewska
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Khairul Ahsan 12 May 2015

Loved this poem. Tender feelings of childhood, tender thoughts of the past. And the best line is: 'And the best one was named after me' Best wishes....

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Barbara Terry 06 February 2009

Uhm, okay. Well I guess having a childhood filled with these kinds of goings on, can really make a body think. My childhood ended when I was 12. Anyway, you made this sound lighthearted, even though some of the things weren't. Thank you for sharing. A 10+ Love & hugs, Barbara

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