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Donald Chingreet

Poem 2

The bombs are coming!

The bombs are coming!

We are running

Home to feel the warmth in the winter

Warm glow before our skeletons splinter

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Moley moley in the holey How small and blind you are One day you could end up dead With a shovel in the head

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