Intimations Of Mortality...(A Poem Of Childhood) Comments
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The Child is the Father of the Man
And I wish my days could be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
___Ode: Intimations of Immortality from
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Have you got beasties living under your bed as well? Joke:
Mummy, mummy, is it true that when we die we turn into dust?
Yes, Johnny.
Well, Mummy, then there's a dead man under my bed...
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Have you got beasties living under your bed as well? Joke: Mummy, mummy, is it true that when we die we turn into dust? Yes, Johnny. Well, Mummy, then there's a dead man under my bed...