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Jul 2015
It makes no sense
Yet you write it  'coz it rhymes
When you read through the lines
You see it lacks strength yet you write when it makes no sense
If it'where business you'd make no cents

Small Poet surrounded by Big Poets
So the constant need to write more hoping you grow more begins to grow like a seed in your head

So Hello Poetry
How you doing?
My name is Zohn Dohn
And these are type of trophies I take home

Next letter to you should be a big one
I wanna be the only one
Crowned as the special one
The "King of Poetry" my biggest poem is coming
Žõhņ Đõhņ
Written by
Žõhņ Đõhņ  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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