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the umble poem
Contributed by
daggers
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Friday, 9th April 2010 @ 02:45:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
ChildrensPoetry
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the colours spread and bumble
from paint tins as they tumble
they tumble from your head
as you fumble layed in bed
and now your eyes are closed
the paint it coats your toes
red to paint your smile
the colours stretch for miles
the colours fill your dreams
the colours shine and gleam
and as you rest you'll see
the wonder sleep can be
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2010-04-09 14:45:49]
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Re: the umble poem
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by Puppy_dog_eyes on
Friday, 9th April 2010 @ 02:49:49 PM AEST
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Doesn't seem wasted effort to me, it sparks with life.
Nice work
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