Poetry

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My most unusual dream on this Friday in July at 5.45 AM.got my
paper and my pen,so i begin;A horse and cart pulled up outside
my front gate,a Smallish Man had some produce for sale,my Neighbour seemed to know Him quite well,a Gentle Soul wore no
fOOTWARE,He had attended my friend's needs,would He also sell me
one of these,left my Front Door open,and He duly obliged,asked His name it began with Y;a most unusual sounding name it be,He then enquired of me,Your front window needs a cleaning,i had to
agree,you never know when another Soul may want to look in;my Cat Tibbo was also here,looking at the Man that brought a most unusual Athmosphere,with GOD'S help he may call again,just a dream
how REAL IS REAL;FROM THE WORLD,NOT YET SEEN.Joe

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