Tuesday, March 28, 2006

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One noon when others were taking a nap,
Litttle Susan lay on her mother's lap.
The toddler held her rag doll near.
as her mummy sat brushing her hair.
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joana bluementhal
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Brian Dorn 04 November 2006

Joana, you've brilliantly captured the big picture with this poem. Great write! ! Brian

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Aashish Ameya 29 March 2006

only one word...superb...gr8 poem

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joana bluementhal

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kanpur, India
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