Homeless shelterA Poem by The Enemy
A long time ago in a land far away
A scruffy homeless man found a shed to stay Smelly and scruffy and wore a black hat Was no longer allowed in this shed that he sat This bloke.found it warm.on a. Cold winter's night No wonder the owner had such a fright As if you discovered a tramp in your shed All curled up inside his camp.bed When he returned to his new found wood home A padlock.was put on the door to his home
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Added on November 18, 2017 Last Updated on November 18, 2017 AuthorThe Enemyburntwood, Staffs, United KingdomAboutIm Fraggle I have been learning and using Pixel Lighting for a few months and have learend alot with the help of the Xlights group. more..Writing
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