Saturday, March 15, 2008

Wally Gog Comments

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(When I was a small boy I feared the Wally Gog)

Wally Gog hiding beneath my bed
Waiting sly to steal me away
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Colin Ian Jeffery
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Sean Foxx 03 September 2008

For all of us who had unknown terrors under our beds and in our heads this poem reminds me of them all.

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Viola Grey 18 August 2008

haha...fears remembered after all this time...I'm still scared of scarecrows...shhh

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Lynda Robson 05 August 2008

I love this Colin, childhood remembered so well, and the fears of a small boy, we all had something to be scared of when night-time came, 10 Lynda xx

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Rebekah Gamble 23 July 2008

*Laughs* What a charming piece! Your audience will certainly relate to it. It is admirable that you can reflect on such childhood moments and still remember them, feel them perhaps, enough to write about them so well. A grand bravo for you!

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Tsira Goge 18 July 2008

Ian, As well write, a remarkable theme, at all beat in the childhood the own Wally Gog...hold strong for hands to children in darkness... At them small heart which strongly hoots... And the big eyes.... 10/// Tsira

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Ishan Chaitanya 11 July 2008

I loved this one. It's ever so cute when a poet can write from a viewpoint of a small child. Great stuff.

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Colin Ian Jeffery

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