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Aasim Le Roux Aug 2015
There was an old man who was a crafter.
He had a son with a dream,
The son wanted to FLY.
So his dad made him wings out of bird feathers and wax.
And warned him not to fly to close to the sun.
The sun never listened and when he was by the sun,
The wax burned and the wings came off.
So he fell to his death!



What was the crafters name and what was the son's name?
Aasim Le Roux May 2015
There was a lady who lived in the Karoo
She dreamt she was in Peru
She woke up that night
By a Light
And realised she had the FLU
Aasim Le Roux Mar 2015
His hands were rough
He was strong
His face was dark of complexion
He knew what fish the People liked
He worked hard every day
He spent his day at the SEA
And nights with FRIENDS
They Called Him 'THE GUY WHO LOVED FISHING

HE is None Other Than "Yiankos 'The Fisherman'"
This was my First poem

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