Poetry

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Its near to 5 AM;so i start to write;with my copybook and pen,one
day while sitting on old setee,a marvelous day outside it be,it seems THE ALMIGHTY FATHER,with just one brush stroke,gave a clear
blue sky,and not a speck of cloud would dare come by,the Sun's due
south its now 12;at noon a beautiful day in the month of JUNE,
no cloud today nor rain can say;there's Thunder and Lightening on
the way,no mist,fog,or smog,is that a blog;some more hours before
Sun will set,no rent we pay since GOD IT DO LET,enough of Blarney
from Prosey Josey to day,on this mid-week Wednesday,its good bye and GOD BLESS from a Man called J;we all know that GOD IS ALWAYS
VERY GOOD,know too well that i should,but then who's made of Wood.
Joe.

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