Epitaph In A Norfolk Churchyard Poem by Roy Ballard

Epitaph In A Norfolk Churchyard



'Died aged eighteen, too fondly cherished to ever be forgotten'

Sad destiny, but eighteen years to live
and laid beneath a split infinitive.

Thursday, February 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: satire
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Dimitrios Galanis 08 December 2016

A great epitaphion

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