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my son
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
on
Monday, 21st October 2002 @ 06:30:00 PM in AEST
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My Son.
I wanted to be a circus performer,
an heroic figure, taming tigers.
Got a job as a red nosed clown
falling about with a bottle of gin,
which made the audiences laugh till
I cried; their hilarity a dagger stab
through my heart. My lovely son
don’t be a sad eyed clown, tame
that tiger running wild in your
blood and be a hero.
Copyright ©
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
... [
2002-10-21 18:30:00]
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Re: my son
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by aernby on
Monday, 21st October 2002 @ 08:04:07 PM AEST
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good write
i like this one very much
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Re: my son
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by DreamWeaver on
Monday, 21st October 2002 @ 10:04:10 PM AEST
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| Great poem! I enjoyed this. |
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Re: my son
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by lil_angel on
Tuesday, 22nd October 2002 @ 01:05:14 AM AEST
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| I LOVE IT |
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