Another poem from the kid named Tony. That you all seem to love for some reason.


There once was a young boy named Mike,
To Angela, his heart did strike,
Married they were,
fifty passed in a blur,
five kids, seven grand that they like.

Poetry by Lucas
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Written on 2006-05-30 at 20:18

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Zoya Zaidi
Nice little poem for little mike!