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Apr 2017
I know you will ask?
me
Who the hell is this?
Carn't tell you
but I will tell you this
to be judged by the cover
of his book's
anyway Herbert awoke oneday
sniffed a line
got up
only to find
Assadday was on it's way
chemicals had been used
they did another line
press a few buttons
and the missiles
went there way
The base of this
poem
explodes into view

Now I am not saying
Herbert was bad
he did as other people thought
maybe the right way
or wrong
but that was done this day

Mr Herbert Dump
slepted well that night.

Love. ***.
P@ul.
Love YOu More.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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