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Feb 2020
Clowns
abound
around
the town,
wearing crowns,
gowns
and frowns,
as sounds
drown and
pound
up and down
the brown
mound.
Oh the renown
astounds
the nouns
of those clowns.
Written by
Solvitur Ambulando
  68
       Salmabanu Hatim, iixiixixvii and Khoisan
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