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Marie The Poet
After She Made It to the News papers life was never same again
people recognised her as a POET, it became a blooming pain
In Tesco everyone would look, in the chemist they would wink
Being a famous Poet was harder than anyone would think
She tried to solved her problem when in a red wig she would walk
doesn't she look like Marie the poet everyone would squawk
In the end she stayed in...
Tuesday 21st January 2020 2:56 pm
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