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Jan 2020
Once upon a midnight deary,
While i pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint a thousand miles,
Suddenly i felt like napping,
Then i heard someone gently tapping,
Like some gently rapping,
Rapping at my chamber door
Written by
Tokoni Nwankwe  15/F/Boskel rd Port Harcourt
(15/F/Boskel rd Port Harcourt)   
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